I got no reason for the things I do
The dealer deals them the deal is screwed
You throw your cards upon a playing table
My name is Cain and I am now unable

I got no reason for the things I fear
The things that plague me when I see and hear
A dime’s a nickel, a nickel’s none
I’ll throw myself into the Sunday sun

Jenny says, turn off the radio
Jenny says, turn off the lights
Jenny says, turn off the video
You beat yourself up ’cause you love it

Let it go, let it go, let it go
Let it go, let it go, let it go
When the world is coming down on me
I let it go

Cowboy Mouth – Jenny Says

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