3Jane

3Jane

You're my queen

Lounging around

With a W magazine

No doubt

Your the best

Looking so good

In 10 euro summer dress

3Jane

3Jane

3Jane

You're it for me

Hot summer nights

Outside the New Beverly

Old Chevy Nova drives

Under the stars

Way up the 395

3Jane

3Jane

3Jane

It's hard to see

But things in the world

Are just as their meant to be

We're born

And die alone

Surrounded by stars

We're never away from home

3Jane

3Jane