Jeane The low-life has lost its appeal And I'm tired of walking these streets To a room with a cupboard bare Jeane I'm not sure what happiness means
Jeane The low life has lost its appeal And I'm tired of walking these streets To a room with the cupboard bare Jeane I'm not sure what happiness means
Translation: The Smiths. Jeane (Shaw).
Translation: The Smiths. Jeane.
: Jeane The low life has lost its appeal And I'm tired of walking these streets To a room with the cupboard bare Jeane I'm not sure what happiness means
Missed the way you were yesterday. Backed away from this call. Watching your eyes deeply widen. Impressed with you, impress with me. Perish the thoughts
Translation: Norma Jean. Black Smith.
