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ABC Daytime Presents: A Holiday Affair (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Daytime & the Dark (Mark Seymour) · Daytime Nightime (Anita Kerr) · Daytime Friends/Love or Something Like It (Kenny Rogers) · ABC Daytime Presents: A Holiday Affair (Kassie Depaiva) · ABC Daytime Love Affair (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Daytime Friends: The Very Best of Kenny Rogers (Kenny Rogers) · ABC Daytime Love Affair (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Daytime Friends (Kenny Rogers) · Pair of Fives: Jane's Addiction/Porno for Pyros (Porno for Pyros) – and 90 other albums »


the world to me

I know Jane is sweet by the sounding of her feet
I see her beauty when she speaks to me
If she could see me now, my love to her I'd vow
Called "hard to get" by its real name
Makin' believe that you just don't feel the same
Oh Jane

Jane, you're playin' a game
You never can win girl
Called "hard to get" by its real name
Makin' believe that you just don't feel the same
Oh Jane

Jane, you're playin' a game
You never can win girl
Jack he is a banker
Jane she is a clerk
Both of them save their money
When they come home from work
Sittin' by the fire
Radio does play
Look:
Jack, he is a banker,
Jane, she is a clerk.
And the both of them are saving up their money
Then they come home from worka.
Sittin' by the fire
Radio just
Lets go out to the record house
Lil' Liza Jane
Lets get there by eight o'clock
Lil' Liza Jane
Ooh lil' Liza lil' Liza Jane
Ooh lil' Liza lil'
Called "hard to get" by its real name
Makin' believe that you just don't feel the same
Oh Jane

Jane, you're playin' a game
You never can win girl
Called "hard to get" by its real name
Makin' believe that you just don't feel the same
Oh Jane

Jane, you're playin' a game
You never can win girl
Jean
Oh Little Liza Liza Jane oh Little Liza Liza Jean
Oh Little Liza Liza Jane oh Little Liza Liza Jean

Hambone Hammer where you've been
Down by
Jean
Oh Little Liza Liza Jane oh Little Liza Liza Jean
Oh Little Liza Liza Jane oh Little Liza Liza Jean

Hambone Hammer where you've been
Down by
The girl works at the store, sweet Jane St. Clair
Was dazzled by her smile while I shopped there
It wasn't long before I lived with her
I sang her
The girl works at the store, sweet Jane St. Clair
Was dazzled by her smile while I shopped there
It wasn't long before I lived with her
I sang her
called hard to get by it's real name, 
Making believe that you just don't feel the same. Oh Jane 

Jane you're playing a game you never can win girl
The girl works at the store, sweet Jane St. Clair
Was dazzled by her smile while I shopped there
It wasn't long before I lived with her
I sang her
The girl works at the store, sweet Jane St. Clair
Was dazzled by her smile while I shopped there
It wasn't long before I lived with her
I sang her
Crow Jane
Horrors in her head
That her tongue dare not name
She lives alone by the river
The rolling rivers of pain
Crow Jane Crow Jane
Crow
Jane

Now, Jack, he is a banker
And Jane, she is a clerk
And the both of them are saving up their moneys
And when they come home from work
Sittin' by
thinkin' 'bout my good gal in New Orleans. 
Oh, Saro Jane.
Fireman, keep those boilers hot. 
I want to reach town by six o'clock. Oh, Saro Jane. Oh, Saro
Called "hard to get" by its real name
Makin' believe that you just don't feel the same
Oh Jane

Jane, you're playin' a game
You never can win girl
Standing on the corner, suitcase in my hand,
Jack is in his corset, and Jane is in her vest, and, me,
I'm in a rock'n'roll band.
Ridin' in
Standin' on a corner
Suitcase in my hand
Jack's in his car, says to Jane, who's in her vest,
And me, I'm in a rock n' roll band.
Ridin' in
received a letter
That she has passed away
So one last time I kissed her
By the flowers where she'll lay

Look, Dick look, look at Jane
See Jane laugh
Oh... 

Who killed Jane  who killed Jane? 
Not the Squad kid  I think we've been framed 

Who killed Jane  who killed Jane? 
Not the Squad kid
Sittin' by the fire...
Radio just played a little classical music for you kids,
The march of the wooden soldiers
And you can hear Jack say

Sweet Jane
She's my daytime
And she's my night
All through the darkness
She is my light
Oh, she is a dream, she is
And everything real
She is my heartbeat