Mystery Jane from State Cows by State Cows

11.45 She sneaks in through the door.
To Café Cordiale, I've seen her cape before
Every time she's in this place, she wears a veil upon her face
Somewhat plastered, I decide to find out more

I’m not a tyro, but she is something else

CHORUS
Mystery Jane, what are you hiding
Your golden hair is all that I can see
Mystery Jane, am I your equal
Is there a chance that you can like a fren like me

Outside I gather strength and start to stalk her down
At some old cul-de-sac, she finally turns around
Her green complexion, shiny fangs and reptile smile
They make me stumble back and run for miles and miles (and miles
and miles)

I’m not a tyro, but she was something else

CHORUS
Mystery Jane, please keep on hiding
Your golden hair was all that I could see
Mystery Jane, I'm not your equal
Is there a chance that you can spare a fren like me
Mystery Jane, Mystery Jane
The last refrain I sing is: Mystery Jane

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