Letras
One, two, three, four
Saint Paul the persecutor was a cruel and sinful man
Jesus hit him with a blinding light and then his life began
I say yeah
I say yeah
Augustin knew temptation, the feel of women, wine, and song
And all the special pleasures of doing something wrong
I say yeah
I say yeah
I said yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
You'll never make a saint of me
Oh yeah, oh yeah
You'll never make a saint of me
And could you stand the torture? And could you stand the pain?
Could you put your faith in Jesus when you're burning in a flame?
I say yeah
I say yeah
I do believe in miracles, I want to save my soul
I know that I'm a sinner, I'm gonna die in the cold
I say yeah
I say yeah
Come on, y'all
I said yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
You'll never make a saint of me
Oh yeah, oh yeah
You'll never make a saint of me
Oh yeah, oh yeah
You'll never make a saint of me
Oh yeah, oh yeah
You'll never make a saint of me
I thought I saw a angel cry
I thought I saw a teardrop falling from his eyes
Oh yes, I do
Oh yes, or do
Oh, yeah (come on)
John the Baptist was a martyr, he stirred up Herod's hate
Salome got her wish to have him served up on a plate
I say yeah
I say yeah
Come on, y'all
I said yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
You'll never make a saint of me
Oh yeah, oh yeah
You'll never make a saint of me
Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
You'll never make a saint of me
Oh yeah, oh yeah
You'll never make (a saint)
I said yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
I said yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
I said yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh, I said yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
I said yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
You'll never make a saint of me
This is it, the true story of "Some Girls"
