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Jane comes up to me and says ,"mannnnn this just ain't my scene"                                     I said Jane how'd you ever get here ,like what can I do for you in the time "between"                  Hey babe I didnt invite you up here Andy is gone and ***** for Pyros I found obscene                  Her eyelashes looked like insect legs                                 I got no money baby and I have no time                  Turn around sit at a desk and make a rhyme                  Or write a song in three quarter time                  Baby you have used up an Ocean of that softening lotion                  Maybe you need to stop sometimes and rest                         From what you convince yourself is making Janie best                  Most left with Kerouac a few left with Andy                  Been a long time girl since you could be their Candy                  Dance Dance until you find yourself elsewhere                  Please dont think that I dont really care                  But see I dont know what colour you should colour your hair                 Its been so long and I dont want to hurt you                 But I can't hurt myself for you it just wont do                 You cant remember Janie that you really did me wrong                 I dont wish to be cruel                              So now this is the end of our song
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Apr 23, 2014
Apr 23, 2014 at 2:20 AM UTC
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Jane comes up to me and says ,"mannnnn this just ain't my scene"                                     I said Jane how'd you ever get here ,like what can I do for you in the time "between"                  Hey babe I didnt invite you up here Andy is gone and ***** for Pyros I found obscene                  Her eyelashes looked like insect legs                                 I got no money baby and I have no time                  Turn around sit at a desk and make a rhyme                  Or write a song in three quarter time                  Baby you have used up an Ocean of that softening lotion                  Maybe you need to stop sometimes and rest                         From what you convince yourself is making Janie best                  Most left with Kerouac a few left with Andy                  Been a long time girl since you could be their Candy                  Dance Dance until you find yourself elsewhere                  Please dont think that I dont really care                  But see I dont know what colour you should colour your hair                 Its been so long and I dont want to hurt you                 But I can't hurt myself for you it just wont do                 You cant remember Janie that you really did me wrong                 I dont wish to be cruel                              So now this is the end of our song
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Apr 23, 2014
Apr 23, 2014 at 2:20 AM UTC
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