Bruce Springsteen - Janey Needs a Shooter lyrics
[Bruce Springsteen - Janey Needs a Shooter lyrics]
Well Janey's got a doctor who
Tears apart her insides
He investigates her and silently
Bait's her sighs
He probes with his fingers but knows
Her heart only through his stethoscope
His hands are cold and his body's so old
Janey turns him down like dope
Janey needs a shooter now
A shooter like me on her side
Janey needs a shooter now
A shooter man who knows her style
The way that I know her style
Well Janey's got a priest
From his marble pulpit he smiles
He provides consolation and he hears
Her confession at any time
In the pages of his Bible
He holds from what Janey hides
And with her doors open wide, she begs
"Come inside"
But he's been frozen so long on the outside
Janey needs a shooter now
A shooter like me on her side
Janey needs a shooter now
A shooter man who knows her style
The way that I know her style
Well Janey's got a cop who
Lives around the block
And checks on her every night
And her skin would turn pale as
The siren he'd wail outside
When he knew I was inside
Janey's small and sometimes he scared her
So I held her real close
She was more saint than a ghost
And told her I so long
Had been prepared for her
Janey needs a shooter now
A shooter like me on her side
Janey needs a shooter now
A shooter man who knows her style
Janey needs a shooter now
A shooter like me on her side
Janey needs a shooter now
A shooter man who knows her style
The way that I know her style
A man who knows her style
The way that I know her style
A man who knows her style
The way that I know her style
A man who knows her style
The way that I know her style
A man who knows her style
The way that I know her style
A man who knows her style
The way that I know her style
A man who knows her style
The way that I know her style
Tears apart her insides
He investigates her and silently
Bait's her sighs
He probes with his fingers but knows
Her heart only through his stethoscope
His hands are cold and his body's so old
Janey turns him down like dope
Janey needs a shooter now
A shooter like me on her side
Janey needs a shooter now
A shooter man who knows her style
The way that I know her style
Well Janey's got a priest
From his marble pulpit he smiles
He provides consolation and he hears
Her confession at any time
In the pages of his Bible
He holds from what Janey hides
And with her doors open wide, she begs
"Come inside"
But he's been frozen so long on the outside
Janey needs a shooter now
A shooter like me on her side
Janey needs a shooter now
A shooter man who knows her style
The way that I know her style
Well Janey's got a cop who
Lives around the block
And checks on her every night
And her skin would turn pale as
The siren he'd wail outside
When he knew I was inside
Janey's small and sometimes he scared her
So I held her real close
She was more saint than a ghost
And told her I so long
Had been prepared for her
Janey needs a shooter now
A shooter like me on her side
Janey needs a shooter now
A shooter man who knows her style
Janey needs a shooter now
A shooter like me on her side
Janey needs a shooter now
A shooter man who knows her style
The way that I know her style
A man who knows her style
The way that I know her style
A man who knows her style
The way that I know her style
A man who knows her style
The way that I know her style
A man who knows her style
The way that I know her style
A man who knows her style
The way that I know her style
A man who knows her style
The way that I know her style