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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeJaney Needs A Shooter
Well Janey's got a doctor who tears apart her insidesHe investigates her and silently bates her sighsHe probes with his fingersbut knows her heart only through his stethoscopeHis hands are cold and his body's so oldJaney turns him down like dopeJaney needs a shooter nowA shooter like me on her sideJaney needs a shooter nowA shooter man who knows her styleThe way that I know her styleWell Janey's got a priestfrom his marble pulpit he smilesHe provides consolation and he hears her confessionat any timeIn the pages of his biblehe holds from what Janey hidesAnd with her doors open wide she begs, "Come inside"But he's been frozen so long on the outsideJaney needs a shooter nowA shooter like me on her sideJaney needs a shooter nowA shooter man who knows her styleThe way that I know her styleWell Janey's got a cop who lives 'round the blockand checks on her every nightThe skin turn pale as the siren he'd wail outsidewhen he knew I was insideJaney's small and sometimes he scared herSo I held her real closeshe was more saint than a ghostAnd told her I so long had been prepared for herJaney needs a shooter nowA shooter like me on her sideJaney needs a shooter nowA shooter man who knows her styleJaney needs a shooter nowA shooter like me on her sideJaney needs a shooter nowA shooter man who knows her styleThe way that I know her styleA man who knows her styleThe way that I know her styleA man who knows her styleThe way that I know her styleA man who knows her styleThe way that I know her styleA man who knows her styleThe way that I know her styleA man who knows her styleThe way that I know her styleA man who knows her styleThe way that I know her style
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