The doorbell of your house
Still bears your name
But you'll never come back to this place
You were sitting on your steps
Yesterday again
I guess it's just an old neighbourhood thing

You don't have to pray
Because he knows my name
So just remind yourself
To say hello to the pope

You can swear all you like
But you're still such a beautiful girl
Especially when you walk through that door
in your Sunday best
So justo ne more cigarette and a vodka for you
I'll even dance to oldtime music for you

You don't have to pray
Because he knows my name
So just remind yourself
To say hello to the pope