Jane

She's complex, soul-vexed

Four, maybe five, old exes on the road 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 through her veins

She got style, she like a Jackson Five groovy kinda song

Turning me on, she's usually unusual

Anything but typical, the opposite of plain

I think it's kinda funny that her mom and daddy named her Jane

She ain't scared of nothing, but she thinks it's scary

If anybody thinks she's ordinary

Always gotta be on stage

Beautiful, kinda strange

There's nothing plain about Jane

She got wild horses running through her veins

She got style, she like a Jackson Five groovy kinda song

Turning me on, she's usually unusual

Anything but typical, the opposite of plain

I think it's kinda funny that her mom and daddy named 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 through her veins

She got style, she like a Jackson Five groovy kinda song

Turning me on, she's usually unusual

Anything but typical, the opposite of plain

I think it's kinda funny that her mom and daddy named her Jane

Yeah, her mom and daddy named her Jane