Jane she gets so close
Jane she gets so close
Jane, you know, she'll never let go
If you want her
You can have her
It don't matter
She's a wrecking ball
Jane you get so hot
Jane you get so hot
Jane, you know, you're gonna get caught
One more last clean slate
Count your pennies, say your prayers
Everybody burns
Crawl through all the endless layers
Jane don't lose your jam
Don't underestimate your hand
Play the ace don't show it on your face
Keep the jack
You're the queen
Take the chips to the cash machine
Jane you hurt so good
Like all the B movie harlots would
Play the part, take the body not the heart
Face down in the mire
Hidden with the hearts for hire
Everybody knows
But you and it shows
Jane Video (MV)
Performed By: Whitehorse
Length: 3:59
Written by: Thomas Luke Doucet, Lyle Graham Bell, Clint Thomas Gary Frazier, Robert Hoffart, Nikolos Sol Kozub, Melissa Jean Mcclelland, Jason Troock, William Zimmerman
Whitehorse - Jane Lyrics
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Jane she gets so close
Jane she gets so close
Jane, you know, she'll never let go
If you want her
You can have her
It don't matter
She's a wrecking ball
Jane you get so hot
Jane you get so hot
Jane, you know, you're gonna get caught
One more last clean slate
Count your pennies, say your prayers
Everybody burns
Crawl through all the endless layers
Jane don't lose your jam
Don't underestimate your hand
Play the ace don't show it on your face
Keep the jack
You're the queen
Take the chips to the cash machine
Jane you hurt so good
Like all the B movie harlots would
Play the part, take the body not the heart
Face down in the mire
Hidden with the hearts for hire
Everybody knows
But you and it shows
Jane she gets so close
Jane, you know, she'll never let go
If you want her
You can have her
It don't matter
She's a wrecking ball
Jane you get so hot
Jane you get so hot
Jane, you know, you're gonna get caught
One more last clean slate
Count your pennies, say your prayers
Everybody burns
Crawl through all the endless layers
Jane don't lose your jam
Don't underestimate your hand
Play the ace don't show it on your face
Keep the jack
You're the queen
Take the chips to the cash machine
Jane you hurt so good
Like all the B movie harlots would
Play the part, take the body not the heart
Face down in the mire
Hidden with the hearts for hire
Everybody knows
But you and it shows
Writer: Thomas Luke Doucet, Lyle Graham Bell, Clint Thomas Gary Frazier, Robert Hoffart, Nikolos Sol Kozub, Melissa Jean Mcclelland, Jason Troock, William Zimmerman
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing