Wiggley Fingers

I'll never be sad, I'll never be lonely

I'll never be hungry and I'll never be homely

Never make a noise when I'm kissing a boy

Amen amen

Old John Paul is keepin' a tab

In his big red folder

At night he is dreaming

Of hollow candle holders

Big is the weight of the world

on his shoulders

Amen amen amen amen

He's keeping those dirty little wiggley fingers to himself

And he sees you keeping those dirty little wiggley fingers to yourself

Cause he's always keeping those dirty little wiggley fingers to himself

Always keeping those dirty little, hey

Shakin' the tree baby

You should be shaking the bed

You know you're rocking the boat baby

She'll be rocking your head

All the family's watching

60 minutes instead

Amen amen amen amen amen

You're keeping those dirty little wiggley fingers to yourself

You're keeping your dirty little, hey

You're keeping those dirty little wiggley fingers to yourself

You're keeping your dirty little, oh yeah

They'll send you flying right out of St. Francis Xavier

With a note to your daddy about your unspeakable behavior

And who in the hell is gonna be your savior now

Everyone says love is a labor

So I guess you go call a sex line

If you want to love your neighbor, baby

I'll just standing right here and I'll just get safer and safer

Amen amen amen amen amen amen amen amen

You know I'm always

Keeping my dirty little wiggley fingers to myself

I said I'm keeping those dirty little, hey

Keeping those dirty little wiggley fingers to myself

Keeping those dirty little, oh yeah

They'll send me flying right out of St. Francis Xavier

With a note to my daddy about my unspeakable behavior

And who in the hell said I need a savior anyhow

I got the dirty little wiggley fingers

I got the dirty little wiggley fingers

I got the dirty little wiggley fingers

I love the feeling of the wiggley

I love the dirty little wiggley

I love the feeling of the wiggley

I love the dirty little wiggley

Dirty

Little

Fingers

Yeah