Gloria
Jesus died for somebody's sins but not mineMeltin' in a pot of thievesWild card up my sleeveThick heart of stoneMy sins, my ownThey belong to me, me
People say: "Beware!"But I don't careThe words are justRules and regulations to me, me
I-I walk in a roomYou know I look so proudI'm movin' in this here atmosphereWell, anything's allowedAnd I go to this here partyAnd I just get boredUntil I look out the windowSee a sweet young thingHumpin' on the parking meterLeanin' on the parking meterOh, she looks so goodOh, she looks so fineAnd I got this crazy feelingAnd then I'm gonna ah-ah make her mineOoh I'll put my spell on her
Here she comesWalkin' down the streetHere she comesComin' through my doorHere she comesCrawlin' up my stairHere she comesWaltzin' through the hallIn a pretty red dressAnd oh, she looks so goodOh, she looks so fineAnd I got this crazy feelingThat I'm gonna ah-ah make her mine
And then I hear this knockin' on my doorHear this knockin' on my doorAnd I look up into the big tower clockAnd say: "Oh my God, here's midnight!"And my baby is walkin' through the doorLeanin' on my couchShe whispers to meAnd I take the big plungeAnd oh, she was so goodAnd oh, she was so fineAnd I'm gonna tell the worldThat I just ah-ah made her mine
And I said: "Darling, tell me your name"She told me her nameShe whispered to meShe told me her nameAnd her name isAnd her name isAnd her name isAnd her name is G-L-O-R-I-AG-L-O-R-I-A, GloriaG-L-O-R-I-A, GloriaG-L-O-R-I-A, GloriaG-L-O-R-I-A, Gloria
I was at the stadiumThere were twenty thousand girlsCalled their names out to meMarie, RuthBut to tell you the truthI didn't hear themI didn't seeI let my eyes rise to the big tower clockAnd I heard those bells chimin' in my heartGoing ding dong, ding dongDing dong, ding dongDing dong, ding dongDing dong, ding dong
Counting the timeThen you came to my roomAnd you whispered to meAnd we took the big plungeAnd oh, you were so goodOh, you were so fineAnd I gotta tell the worldThat I make her mine, make her mineMake her mine, make her mineMake her mine, make her mine
G-L-O-R-I-A, GloriaG-L-O-R-I-A, GloriaG-L-O-R-I-A, GloriaG-L-O-R-I-A, Gloria
And the tower bells chime"Ding dong" they chimeThey're singing"Jesus died for somebody's sins but not mine"
Gloria, G-L-O-R-I-A (x14)