Mary Jane's Last Dance

Well she grew up in an Indiana town

Had a good lookin' mama, her nana was around

And she grew up tall, and she grew up right

With the Indiana boys on the Indiana night

Well she moved down here at the age of eighteen

To blow the boys away with some more than they'd seen

I was introduced and we both started groovin'

I said "I dig you, baby, but I gotta keep movin' on"

Keep movin' on

Last dance with Mary Jane

One more time to kill the pain

I feel summer creepin' in

And I'm tired of this town again

Well I don't know, but I've been told

You never slow down, you never grow old

You're tired of screwin' up, tired of goin' down

Tired of myself, tired of this town

Whoa my, my, whoa hell yes

You got to put on that party dress

Buy me a drink, sing me a song

Take me as I come 'cause I can't stay long

Last dance with Mary Jane

One more time to kill the pain

I feel summer creepin' in

And I'm tired of this town again

There's pigeons now on Market Square

She's sittin' in her underwear

Lookin' down from her hotel room

Not far, we'll be comin' soon

Whoa my, my, whoa hell yes

Got to put on that party dress

It was too cold to cry when I woke up alone

Hit the last number, walked to the room

Last dance with Mary Jane

One more time to kill the pain

I feel summer creepin' in

And I'm tired of this town again