Brothers and sisters I have a confession to make this evening. I been a fool, I been hanging out on street corners with whores and junkies - living mah life low. But lately a little bit of light has come into mah life and that light be the light of love; D. W.A.Y.N.E. LOVE nand he be a man with a 12-step plan and he gonna show youhow to do it.     Step One   You admit you are powerless under me   Step Two   You figure that's just gotta be jelly cos jam just don't shake like that   Step Three   Make a searching inventory of all your good shit   Step Four   Inventory taken,you hand all that good shit over to me   Step Five   Having divined I am the real thing you get down on your knees   Step Six   ....and humbly ask me to remove your underthings   Step Seven   And make ready for me to do mah thing   Step Eight   Naked now you're ready to understand mah kind of lovin'   Step Nine   Lovin men ,lovin women ,lovin all God's creatures   Step Ten   And in turn you're divestments having been completed   Step Eleven   Ah get turned on by you,and in turn being turned on by you   Step Twelve   I know you're ready to become a disci disciple,a lonely little reverend   Making his way day by day,in the congregation   Hustling a dollar here, a dollar there, selling pictures of The King   To bring back to the coffers of the all powerful all holy Reverend Doctor D.W.A.Y.N.E   Love first Reverend of The First Presleytarian Church Of Elvis The Divine.     If you see me standing on the corner, money in mah hand   I ain't waiting for no taxi honey, I'm waiting for mah man   He aint selling heroin, he aint selling crack cocaine   He got enough of that stuff gonna me you up to   A higher plane     Shoot me up   In the mainline   Shoot me up   You know I feel fine   Shoot me up   Every damn day   With a hypo full of love   With a hypo full of love   Shoot me up   Deep down inside   Shoot me up   You know you can't hide   Shoot me taxi honey, I'm waiting for mah man   He aint selling heroin, he aint selling crack cocaine   He got enough of that stuff gonna move   33 minutes down till you lose the misery     Hey baby there's no need to go under, just ring   D.Wayne's number up and you be feeling free   D.Wayne is on the mainline, tell him what you want   Just call him up and tell him what you want   If your sick and you wanna get well, tell him what you want   Just call him up and tell him what you want.     From brother D. Wayne   With a hypo full of love   An a hypo full of love     Your monkey's messing with bad medicine   He be down with the Jones   Sweating, Shaking, bodies aching   Badly feel the fever in your bones   T-t-t-tripping out you starta count