Jane - Stephen Duffy

The girl works at the store, sweet Jane St. Clair

Was dazzled by her smile while I shopped there

It wasn’t long before I slept with her

I sang her songs while she dyed my hair

Jane, divided but I can’t decide what side I’m on

Jane, decided only cowards stay, while traitors run

Jane, Jane

I bought her gold, frankincense and myrrh

She thought that I was making fun of her

She made me feel I was fourteen again

She thinks it’s safer if we’d just stay friends

Jane doesn’t think a man could ever be faithful

Jane isn’t giving me a chance to be shameful

Jane, Jane

I wrote a letter, she should have got it yesterday

That life could be better by being together

Is what I cannot explain to Jane

The girl works at the store, sweet Jane St. Clair

Still dazzled by her smile while I shoplift there

No promises as vague as Heaven

No longer Lawrence to your Vivian

Jane, desired by the people at her work and school

Jane is tired, 'cause every man becomes a lovesick fool

Jane, Jane