Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hurricane Jane, artist - Black Kids.
Date of issue: 31.12.2007
Song language: English
Hurricane Jane |
Jane, I’ve made it plain |
Although I’m faded as a ghost |
I want you here inside me |
Say the word |
Oh, you’ve been playing nice |
But I can see it in your eyes |
You’re thinking, «Christ |
He’s everybody’s girl.» |
You can’t spend the night |
Jane, I’ve seen you at the club |
You were tearin' up the rug |
With no regard for form |
You’re such a brute! |
You had a ready elbow |
For the girls you hate |
Or just don’t know |
You head-butt me |
Cos you thought it was cute |
You can’t spend the night |
Yes, I’m sure you’re right |
You can’t spend the night |
Yeah, I’m sure you’re right |
You can’t spend the night |
Yes, I’m sure you’re right |
But we could spend the night together |
Or alone, that would be better |
It’s Friday night and I ain’t got nobody |
Oh, what’s the use of making the bed? |
I took something and it feels like karate |
It’s kicked me down and left me for dead |
It’s Friday night and I ain’t got nobody |
So what’s the use of pulling a shape? |
I put what I want, when I want, in my body |
I’m never gonna give what I take |
Jane, I’ve seen the pain you’ve dealt |
You’ve been with all my friends |
You tell me guard my heart |
I might get hurt |
No doubt you’ll hurt my feelings |
And it’s a given I’ll be kneeling |
But I’m telling myself |
That it’s gonna be worth it |
You can’t spend the night |
Yes, I’m sure you’re right |
You can’t spend the night |
Yeah, I’m sure you’re right |
You can’t spend the night |
Yes, I’m sure you’re right |
But we could spend the night together |
Or alone, that would be better |
It’s Friday night and I ain’t got nobody |
Oh, what’s the use of making the bed? |
I took something and it feels like karate |
It’s kicked me down and left me for dead |
It’s Friday night and I ain’t got nobody |
So what’s the use of pulling a shape? |
I put what I want, when I want, in my body |
I’m never gonna give what I take |
It’s Friday night and I ain’t got nobody |
Oh, what’s the use of making the bed? |
I took something and it feels like karate |
It’s kicked me down and left me for dead |
It’s Friday night and I ain’t got nobody |
So what’s the use of pulling a shape? |
I put what I want, when I want, in my body |
I’m never gonna give what I take |