Jamie Jane Jame

She had an ex-lover in D.C
She had great Kool-Aid red hair
Just like all the girls
We all knew in high school

She'd been to California
Yeah, she got herself some sun
She came with the soot
In deep roots in her hair

Jamie Jane
Jamie Jane Jame
I know you
I know it all sometimes, yeah

Now she prints for a living
Gets drunk Saturday night
Poncho would be proud
And Lefty's in Cleveland

She doesn't like much else
But the sex is good
Yeah, the sex is grand
I think I'd feel the same

Jamie Jane
Jamie Jane Jame
I feel you still

Too many late nights
Got an ex-boyfriend in New Jersey
Maybe California's falsified
Maybe the man in D.C. is a fraud

Maybe it's all for me
Yeah, maybe I want another
Another chance
Yeah, maybe my days are numbered

Cause, never has it been so
So so cold
The winter this year is cold
And California's warmer

Think I'm stuck in Pittsburgh
Although it's not that bad
Wouldn't want to get stuck in Cleveland
Ohio's much much too flat

Jane you are
Emily, Rebecca too
I know you're out there laughing
At me, or with me

Jane be me
Can you feel this anger?
From where it comes I don't know
And where it goes, it won't

No never



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Writer(s): Father Flamethrower
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