Down the mystic avenue I walk again Remembering the days gone by And I'm knocking with my heart And all the girls walk by In all their summer fashions And the churchbells chime On a summer Sunday afternoon She gives me religion She gives me religion And the angel of imagination Opened up my gate She said "come right in I saw you knocking with your heart." And the angel of imagination She lit your fiery vision bright Let your flame burn into the night I saw you knocking with your heart She gives me religion She gives me religion It's all right And all the girls walk by In all their summer fashions And the churchbells chime On a summer Sunday afternoon It's all right She gives me religion I said she gives me religion And I'm knocking and I'm knocking with my heart And I'm knocking, knocking with my heart And I'm knocking with my heart