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Dick and Jane don't talk anymore, Jane lays awake
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Wishin' it could be like it was before
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Finally one night, she got tough
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Dick came home, and she was packin' her stuff
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See Jane run, see Dick cry
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He's standin' in the street with his hands in the air
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Goin' why Jane, why
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She don't look back, she's seen enough
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Close the book, the story's done, see Jane run
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Dick's tore up, deep down inside
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Jane feels good, there ain't a tear in her pretty blue eyes
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Red taillights, fade out of sight
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Spot's in the back, he's just along for the ride
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See Jane run, see Dick cry
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He's standin' in the street with his hands in the air
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Goin' why Jane, why
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She don't look back, she's seen enough
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Close the book, the story's done, see Jane run
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See Jane run, see Dick cry
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He's standin' in the street with his hands in the air
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Goin' why Jane, why
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She don't look back, she's seen enough
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Close the book, the story's done, see Jane run
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Yeah, close the book, the story's done
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See Jane run, oh see Jane run, see Jane run
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See Jane Run
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| Trace Adkins |
