Little Janie, she wakes up from a dream A gun like a jawbone down the waistband of her jeans Mr Sandman can recite today's lesson in his sleep He says There oughta be a law against me going down on the street
Little Janie pipes up and she says We're gonna have a real cool time tonight
Down the back of Janie's jeans she had the jawbone of an ass Mr Sandman runs around the corner Trying to head her off at the pass He sticks his head over the fence and yells Something way to fast It's today lesson Something about the corruption of the working class
Little Janie wakes up on the floor and she says We're gonna have a real cool time tonight
Janie says we are all such a crush of want Half-mad with loss We are violated in our sleep and we weep And we toss And we turn And we burn We are hypnotised We are cross-eyed We are pimped We are bitched We are told such monstrous lies
Little Janie wakes up on the floor and she says We're gonna have a real cool time tonight
Mr Sandmans has a certain appetite for Janie in repose He digs her pretty kness and that she is completely naked underneath all her clothes He likes to congregae around the intersection of Janie's jeans Mr Sandman the inseminator, he opens her up like a love-letter and enters her dreams
Little Janie wakes up on the floor and she says We're gonna have a real good time tonight We're gonna have a real good time tonight C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon We're gonna have a real cool time tonightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
