Jesus, I just want to thank you
Thank you for taking my call
I feel so alone, I didn't know who to phone
The reception is bad in this bathroom stall

I know you were tempted and tested
That's why I'm turning to you
My test has been taken but my hands won't stop shaking
As I wait two minutes for the news

Two lines will make me a mama
Two lives and you get to choose
The stick in my hand draws a line in the sand
Between me and the new baby blues

Maybe I took some precautions
Or threw my precaution away
Maybe I took the pill or was held against my will
But that’s not your problem today

This world isn't for for a baby
To be born to a sinner like me
I can't change the bill or any father's will
So Jesus, let's make a Plan B

Two lines will make me a mama
Two lives and you get to choose
The stick in my hand draws a line in the sand
Between me and the new baby blues

A baby's unique like a snowflake
You count every hair on his head
I don't want to hurt her, never mind committing murder
I'd gladly shed my blood instead

If this test says I'm having a baby,
Please take him or her home with you
To play ring toss with halos, go riding on rainbows,
Or whatever a cluster of cells likes to do

Two lines will make me a mama
Two lives and you get to choose
The stick in my hand draws a line in the sand
Between me and the new baby blues

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