Bass Player's Brother

Janie came home for the summer

She fell in love with the bass player's brother

Playing cop under covers

Slick hands like butter

He had a buzz cut

August of '90

She was a box dyed blonde in a pipe dream

Love is a car chase

Crash into mistakes

Sooner or later, you're packing a suitcase

Singin' like

Come on, baby

Tell me that you hate me

You're running in circles in my mind

Heartache to heartache

Give me some tough love, baby

Say it isn't me that's got you

Running in circles in my mind

Heartache to heartache, it's alright

It's alright

Hot blood in the summer

She fell in love with the bass player's brother

Couple years down the gutter

But Janie, you can't change him

Like a haircut, Mr. America

He took her paper heart just to tear it up

Love is a car chase

Crash into mistakes

Sooner or later, you're packing up, packing up, packing up

Come on, baby

Tell me that you hate me

You're running in circles in my mind

Heartache to heartache

Give me some tough love, baby

Say it isn't me that's got you

Running in circles in my mind

Heartache to heartache, it's alright

It's alright

It's alright

It's alright

Come on, baby

Tell me that you hate me

You're running in circles in my mind

Heartache to heartache

Give me some tough love, baby

Say it isn't me that's got you

Running in circles in my mind

Heartache to heartache, it's alright

Come on, baby (Ah)

C—c—come on, baby (Ah)