Deacon Brody - Jane Lyrics

I met this woman in front of the police station
She asked me how I was and I said that I am ok
She started singing a song that I could not recall so
I asked her for her name and she said that her name was Jane
Her name was Jane

She took me to her place and offered me a can of tonic
I gladly thanked her and poured the tonic in my mouth
I started poking around through her CD collection
I found an album there that I had first heard when I was ten
When I was ten

Then we started to dance, we started to dance real slow
When we held up our hands we heard a whistle come through her window

Across the way we saw two eyes staring directly at us
In all my life I had never seen a shade pulled down so fast
She screamed and kicked a chair and violently tugged at her hair
Her face had turned the color of a ripe pomegranate
A ripe pomegranate

Hey Jane, you'll have to relax sometime, you hear me
Hey Jane, I love you

After a minute, she asked me if I would make her coffee
I found her kitchen and poured some in the microwave
Through the walls I heard her crying, she was saying something
About this girl she had met while on a holiday
While on a holiday

Then at quarter to twelve, she told me I had to go
So I picked up my bag and told her to take it slow
Cause you are my slow dancer
You are my slow dancer
Hey Jane, I'll see you around sometime you hear me