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She likes to read her Bible I like a good bar room rival Sunday morning she's in church while my hangover just gets worse We see things differently but she's hell-bent on saving me She's got her life in tact and mine's been to hell and back She's an angel, she's a saint there's two things that I ain't I fell from a different tree but she's hell-bent on saving me I know she could make me better if I would only let her Guess a little compromise couldn't hurt I'm willin' to bend a little if she meet me in the middle If she'll come my way I'll go her's Oh please please she's hell-bent on saving me Lord you may not remember me I sang in church when I was three It's been a while since I called on you But could you tell her that my love is true I can't wear no golden halo I'll try to walk the straight and narrow Could you help me change enough I don't want to loose her love Please please she's hell-bent on saving me I know she could make me better if I would only let her Guess a little compromise couldn't hurt I'm willin' to bend a little if she meet me in the middle If she'll come my way I'll go her's Oh please please she's hell-bent on saving me