Lyrics
i'm sitting here all alone, you don't know how i cry, oh, it's no fun to be alone, made of stone, you don't know how to try, jeannie with the light brown hair comes up the stair, tells me what to wear, says it's there, i know she's a fool, wish she could sing to you, maybe even bring to you, some kind of ring or two for you, but that wouldn't be cool, you've been a bad, girl, you've been had, girl, your mama's in the pantry, with your other daddy, quietly, turn off the electricity, everybody knows that, you've been wearing no clothes, ever since the time you tried to, fly from the eiffel tower, the power of the flower is dead, i'm sitting here all alone, you don't know how i cry, oh it's no fun to be alone, made of stone, you don't know how to die, june is a flower-child, she tries to run wild, she says it's only the style, i know she's truthful, sitting on a stone all alone, never know how it grows, through the holes in your clothes, i know it's beautiful, you've been a bad boy, you've been had, boy, your daddy took the toys, to the neighbor cop to investigate, your daddy's upper plate is made of gold, nobody told you, no one wants to hold you, nobody showed you, i could have told you to, watch it, kid, you might end up dead, don't mind the words of my song, they're not strong, i'll get along, don't get tangled with the do-you-inners, they can eat you for dinner, you're a full-time sinner, yeah, everybody knows, everybody knows, ask them why, they reply that it shows, everybody knows, everybody knows, all about the holes in your clothes, how they grow, 'til they're shown on a screen, to the queen
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Artist: janis ian