Words & Music by Steven Duffy & Steven Page



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 songs while she dyed her hair



Chorus:

Jane, divided, but I can't decide what side I'm on

Jane decided only cowards stay, while traitors run

Jane, Jane



I'd bring her gold and frankincense and myrrh

She thought that I was making fun of her

She made me feel I was fourteen again

That's why she thinks it's cooler if we'd just stay friends

Jane doesn't think a man could ever be faithful

Jane isn't giving me a chance to be shameful

Jane, Jane

I wrote a letter, she should have got it yesterday

That life could be better by being together

is what I cannot explain to Jane

The girl works at the store, sweet Jane St. Clair

Was dazzled by her smile while I shoplift there

No promises as vague as Heaven

No Juliana next to my Evan

Jane, desired by the people at the school and work

Jane is tired, 'cause every man becomes a lovesick jerk

Jane, Jane