t**le: Lady Jane
(Neil Athale, Dee Adam, Billie Myers)
Verse 1
Made up like Marilyn, without the Monroe
She crash-landed the movie scene in her baby blue stilettos
Motels and bibles
They made love to all her dreams
Blinded by the fireflies
She Found Vegas with James dean
Pre-chorus
Holding hands with a cigarette
She was half cut by a crystal haze
Sugar sweet, and so cherry stained...
Chorus
You, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
You call me Lady Jane
I'll give you something to remember down forget me not lane
You, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
No one knows my real name
I've got my very own star on the holly walk of fame
Yeah Lady Jane
Verse 2
A hand me down Garbo with "Betty Davis" eyes She crawled over the rainbow, getting high on the low-life
Nine lives in a suitcase
She grow old before she was young
A centerfold on the back page
Her happy endings never begun
Chorus
You, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
You call me Lady Jane
I'll give you something to remember down forget me not lane
You, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
No one knows my real name
I've got my very own star on the holly walk of fame
Yeah Lady Jane
Pre-chorus
Holding hands with a cigarette
She was beat down dandy back to front
Black mascara, lipstick sun
Chorus out/vamp
(Neil Athale, Dee Adam, Billie Myers)
Verse 1
Made up like Marilyn, without the Monroe
She crash-landed the movie scene in her baby blue stilettos
Motels and bibles
They made love to all her dreams
Blinded by the fireflies
She Found Vegas with James dean
Pre-chorus
Holding hands with a cigarette
She was half cut by a crystal haze
Sugar sweet, and so cherry stained...
Chorus
You, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
You call me Lady Jane
I'll give you something to remember down forget me not lane
You, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
No one knows my real name
I've got my very own star on the holly walk of fame
Yeah Lady Jane
Verse 2
A hand me down Garbo with "Betty Davis" eyes She crawled over the rainbow, getting high on the low-life
Nine lives in a suitcase
She grow old before she was young
A centerfold on the back page
Her happy endings never begun
Chorus
You, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
You call me Lady Jane
I'll give you something to remember down forget me not lane
You, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
No one knows my real name
I've got my very own star on the holly walk of fame
Yeah Lady Jane
Pre-chorus
Holding hands with a cigarette
She was beat down dandy back to front
Black mascara, lipstick sun
Chorus out/vamp