Jane Testo

She's complex, soul vexed, four maybe five old exes on the way to me
She thinks it's funny when I'm jealous
Her gun's full of roses, middle of the street just striking poses
Front row shop window never closes
Hates to fly but loves to be high

There's nothing plain about Jane she got wild horses running though her veins
She got style, she like a Jackson 5 groovy kind of song
Turning me on, she's usually unusual
Anything but typical the opposite of plain I think it's kinda funny that her mom n daddy name her Jane

She ain't scared of nothing, but she thinks its scary
If anybody thinks she's ordinary
Always gotta be on stage
Beautiful kind of strange

There's nothing plain about Jane she got wild horses running though her veins
She got style, she like a Jackson 5 groovy kind of song
Turning me on, she's usually unusual
Anything but typical the opposite of plain
I think it's kinda funny that her mom n daddy name her Jane

I wish right now that she could see
What I'm looking at when she looking at me
Her loudest love and her quietest thoughts
I want it all

There's nothing plain about Jane she got wild horses running though her veins
She got style, she like a Jackson 5 groovy kind of song Turning me on, she's usually unusual
Anything but typical the opposite of plain
I think it's kinda funny that her mom n daddy name her Jane