At Conception

[Verse 1]
Jeannie has been throwing up all morning
The poor girl's been so heartsick
Ever since her boyfriend went to war
Father Cole's done his best to console the girl
More so than some neighbors deem necessary
But you just can't measure young love

[Chorus 1]
Picketing the clinic outside town
Father Cole holds the record for turning twelve girls around
If anybody knows the sorrows of the young woman, it's

[Verse 2]
Father Cole, he's been acting out of sorts
That strange sermon he gave accepted termination due to rape
Jeannie whispers she's carrying
But there's one awful catch
Her boyfriend's been off in the desert for half a year

[Chorus 2]
Cole cried, "This simply cannot be"
She quipped quite the opposite, "I'm hardly The Virgin Mary
And you're no carpenter, so who will build my home?"
"Jeannie you are just a kid, you can't conceive such mortal sins"
Everything will be all right

[Bridge]
What happens in confession
Stays in the confessional
What happens in confession
Stays in the confessional
What happens in confession
Stays in the confessional
So what goes on behind those curtains?

[Outro]
"Jeannie you're just a kid
You won't conceive this mortal sin"