Mando Diao - Jeanette Lyrics
Jeanette my love dont use the elevatorDont climb and rise dont lick it in the times of warTell him that I was more than him in the bedMy hands are bigger and Im taller as wellCatch me little girl dont try to run,Dont try to hide yourself from Mr D.Fill me with waterfalls and mystery,Forsake me even break me I dont careJeanette youve got a habit of leaving boysThe glamour and the toys were all forbiddenIve got no choice at home when it gets darkIm lying in my bed and thinkingShes got it all, shes got it better than meBetter than me, right Shes got it all, shes got it better than meBetter than me and Im deep down, down in miseryJeanette my love dont tease the alligatorAnimal-lover needs a cigaretteTell me that I was more than him in the endMy jealous little thing comes up againJeanette shes full of dirt shes full of hurtHer glamour and the boys were all forgottenBut Ive got no choice at home when it gets darkIm lying in my bed and thinkingShes got it all, shes got it better than meShes got it all, shes got it better than me
