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2004-06-30 03:08:02 ET She grew up in an Indiana town had a good lookin' momma, never was around but she grew up tall, and she grew up right with them Indiana boys on those Indiana nights when she moved down here at the age of 18 she blew the boys away, was more than they'd seen I was introduced, and we both started groovin' she said "I dig you, baby, but I gotta keep movin'" on keep movin' on last dance with Mary Jane one more time to kill the pain I feel summer creepin' in, and I'm tired of this town again I don't know, but I been told you never slow down, you'll never grow old tired of screwing up, tired of going down tired of myself, tired of this town oh, my my oh, Hell yes honey, put on that party dress buy me a drink sing me a song take me as I come, cause I can't stay long last dance with Mary Jane one more time to kill the pain I feel summer creepin' in, and I'm tired of this town again there's pigeons down on Market Square she's standing in her underwear looking down from a hotel room nightfall will be coming soon oh, my my oh, Hell yes you gotta put on that party dress it was too cold to cry when I woke up alone I hit the last number, I walked to the road last dance with Mary Jane one more time to kill the pain I feel summer creepin' in, and I'm tired of this town again - Tom Petty |
