Wait around, I'll be walking quite a while
Don't be late
Hard to take, vicar twists and gets away
His lipstick's running
His dress is stunning
He's got high heels on
And his flock don't care now
Mavis what will he wear?
In the path of righteous man
There is rubble where I stand
I'll be the one
You can kiss his vase
Until the end of the month
Vicar stay, 'cos your lipstick smeared away
From your face
Vicar twist, grey pajamas in your case
His tights are nylon, his nails by Revlon
He's got high heels on
And his flock don't care now
Mavis what will he wear?
And if you should see me passing by
Do not disturb me as I shine
Though I am far away
This is where I'll be
In the path of righteous man
There is rubble where I stand
I'll be the one
You can kiss his vase
Until the end of the month
Further adventures of Mavis and the vicar can be found at "Stripper Vicar." Commentary on religion? Perhaps. Gay commentary on religion? Most certainly!