My darling gave me up for Lent
That is the message I was sent
I used to be a sacrament
My darling gave me up for Lent

She never used to be religious
But then she kicked me in the britches
Oh you kicked me in the keester
Said, Don't come back until Easter.

I'm not broken but I'm badly bent
My sweetheart gave me up for Lent.
Tomorrow morning at sunrise
She's prepared a big surprise

Pink and orange in the sky
We'll have egg bake, she and I
Go to church, in our new clothes
And then then goodness knows.