God, Your Mama, And Me (feat. Backstreet Boys)

That Sunday mornin' choir callin', church doors open wide
That hallelujah, shoot right through ya, make you feel alive
That key under the mat, you know right where it's at
It's waitin' with the porch light on
Don't bother callin', no need for knockin'
Just come on home, come on home, my love is

Never gonna run dry, never gonna come up empty
Now until the day I die, unconditionally (unconditionally)
You know I'm always gonna be here for ya
No one's ever gonna love you more than
God, your mama, and me
God, your mama, and me
Unconditionally
God, your mama, and me

Loud as shotgun, angels singin' with the radio
Praying with you every mile down any dead end road
You can tell me every secret that you've been keepin'
I'll hold it, lock, and key
Up with you all night, holdin' you all night, I never leave
You better believe my love is

Never gonna run dry, never gonna come up empty
Now until the day I die, unconditionally (unconditionally)
You know I'm always gonna be here for ya
No one's ever gonna love you more than
God, your mama, and me
God, your mama, and me
Unconditionally
God, your mama, and me

You better believe it
You better believe it (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Every step you take, I'll be as sure as your shadow
Every move you make, you know I'll follow you wherever you go
Baby, you know my love is

Never gonna run dry (never gonna run dry)
Never gonna come up empty
Now until the day I die, unconditionally (unconditionally)
You know I'm always gonna be here for ya
No one's ever gonna love you more than
God, your mama, and me
God, your mama, and me
Unconditionally (God, your mama, and me)
God, your mama, and me

God, your mama, and me
God, your mama, and me
Unconditionally
God, your mama, and me (me)