My Humps Rewrite

Watcha gonna do with all that junk

All that junk inside your trunk?

 

I’m gonna get, get, get rid of my junk.

Let Jesus put it in His trunk.

His trunk His trunk His trunk His trunk His trunk

His trunk His trunk His trunk His ugly sinning trunk.

 

Check it out.

 

I would go crazy

If Jesus weren’t here to save me.

He treats me really nice.

He bought me at the steepest price,

Even though I have many flaws.

All of it has left me in awe.

Yeah, He fully repaired

My heart, mended all its tears

When it was shattered glass,

In a million pieces in a casket.

Born again.

True religion.

I say yes!

Thank You for givin

Me another chance to take

After all the mistakes

I’ve made. You’ve made my slate

Clean and made my paths straight.

 

I love I love I love I love

You. I just wanna jump

For joy. Up, down, up!

Because I got You.

You are my best friend...Ohhh

I can always depend on You to defend me.

You are transcendent...Ohhh

You’re a great friend to me...

T-to me to me

 

Watcha gonna do with all that junk

All that junk inside your trunk?

 

I’m gonna get, get, get rid of my junk.

Let Jesus put it in His trunk.

 

Watcha gonna do with that painful past

That past that makes you want to scream?

 

I’ma give it to my Redeemer.

My Redeemer, my Redeemer.

Cause He’ll take all my junk my junk my junk

My junk my junk my junk my ugly sinning junk.

 

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