Jane Fakes A Hug

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The Wrens - Pop, Rock

Jane Fakes A Hug

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Jane fakes a hug She throws herself down on the rug What's wrong My dragging days are whipping long I can't go on Time chained friendless Oh Jane let's end this I'd tell her more my thinking But she'd just stare back blinking Can't find attraction hate our new house She don't get, don't get my work Jane's made me flirt In fact I've met this girl, Annette I made a pass my life's a crumbled mess I took the girl's address She just broke up with Paul and I think Jane knows her Boredom crept up and found me Temptation follows, mounts me Our oaths our realty a good job a husband A husband or what Christ, Jane, I'm not, I never was She turns spits out We're done get out I wanna say good luck But I don't wanna hold you up You bastard son of dirt Can't picture our house without you Two Aprils go I'd offer all to God on high Tell why I got this far with none for wife This charming life I can't un-Jane me She married Paul that fall Aprils ago

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  • The Wrens