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Jeanette my love dont use the elevator
Dont climb and rise dont lick it in the times of war
Tell him that I was more than him in the bed
My hands are bigger and Im taller as well
Catch me little girl dont try to run,
Dont try to hide yourself from Mr D.
Fill me with waterfalls and mystery,
Forsake me even break me I dont care
Jeanette youve got a habit of leaving boys
The glamour and the toys were all forbidden
Ive got no choice at home when it gets dark
Im lying in my bed and thinking
Shes got it all, shes got it better than me
Better than me, right
Shes got it all, shes got it better than me
Better than me and Im deep down, down in misery
Jeanette my love dont tease the alligator
Animal-lover needs a cigarette
Tell me that I was more than him in the end
My jealous little thing comes up again
Jeanette shes full of dirt shes full of hurt
Her glamour and the boys were all forgotten
But Ive got no choice at home when it gets dark
Im lying in my bed and thinking
Shes got it all, shes got it better than me