Mary Jane's Last Dance (Reimagined)

She grew up in an Indiana town

Had a good lookin' mama who never was around

But she grew up tall, and she grew up right

With them Indiana boys on them Indiana nights

Yeah

Well, she moved down here, the age of eighteen

Blew the boys away, it was more than they'd seen

I was introduced, and we both started groovin'

Said, "I dig you, babe, but I gotta keep movin' on

Keep movin' on"

Last dance with Mary Jane

One more time to kill the pain

I feel summer creepin' in

I'm tired of this town again

Well, I don't know, but I've been told

You never slow down, you never grow old

Tired of screwing up, tired of goin' down

Tired of myself, tired of this town

Oh, my, my, oh, hell yes

Honey, put on that party dress

Buy me a drink, sing me a song

Take me as I come 'cause I can't stay long

Last dance with Mary Jane

One more time to kill the pain

I feel summer creepin' in

I'm tired of this town again

There's pigeons down on Market Square

She's standin' in her underwear

Lookin' down from a hotel room

The nightfall will be comin' soon

Oh, my, my, oh, hell yes

Honey, put on that party dress

It was too cold to cry when I woke up alone

I hit my last number

And walked to the road

Last dance with Mary Jane

One more time to kill the pain

I feel summer creepin' in

I'm tired of this town again