Mrs. Jackson

I'll get the door, Mrs. Jackson

I'll get the press and reporters too

I'll wait outside your heart

You're not a throwaway film star

There's something different about you

And I'll wait outside your heart

Cross my heart, I would die

Shove a needle in my eye

Be your sugar, I could try

Where's the papers? Let me sign

All I want is to be wanted by you

How is your head, Mrs. Jackson?

How 'bout a painkiller pill or two?

And I'll wait outside your heart

What in the hell are they sayin'?

They'll never understand me or you

And I'll wait outside your garage

And your house, and your restaurant

Cross my heart, I would die

Shove a needle in my eye

Be your sugar, I could try

Where's the papers? Let me sign

All I want is to be wanted by you

You

You

You

Cross my heart, I would die

Shove a needle in my eye

Be your sugar, I could try

Where's the papers? Let me sign

All I want is to be wanted by you

You

You

You

Hey

You

Hey