I got holes,
Holes in my shoes, holes in my jeans,
Holes in my heart that can't be sewn up,
And I'm getting cold from all this unwanted ventilation to my soul.
And I stink,
I smell like dirt, I smell like filth,
I smell like myself, and it won't come off,
I've got to get out of this disgusting sinful clothing, so I'm gonna...
Take everything off, throw it away,
I don't want nothing to mess me up,
Make everything new, do what you do,
I want your love.
And I'm worn,
I'm worn in the heels, I'm worn in the knees,
I'm worn in the brain; I need a release,
God, is there anything that you can do for me?
Take everything off, throw it away,
I don't want nothing to mess me up,
Make everything new, do what you do,
I want your loving to dress me up.
I'm so fly, looking so fine,
Dressed up in my new fancy clothes,
All eyes are on me,
Do you like what my Lord has done?
I recommend him highly,
Come on, everybody, and...
Take everything off, throw it away,
I don't want nothing to mess me,
Make everything new, Lord, do what you do,
I got to have your love, dress me up.
Oh, take everything off, throw it away,
I don't want nothing to mess me up,
Make everything new, do what you do,
I want your loving to dress me up.
