Jane Dean said before he died
and the young girls cried
On the night that Jane Dean died
Yeah, Jane Dee knew he was
He was bound for glory and he had to go
He loved bright lights and
Women in love and the Hollywood stars
and the young girls cried
On the night that Jane Dee died, ooh
with his life on the line
They're trying to kill him
and he's running out of time
He loves his cars and he loves his child
He's a millionaire and born too wild
and the young girls cried
On the night that Jane Dean died, ooooh
Jane Dean said, I'm a son of a gun
Someone said, what could they be
and the young girls cried
On the night that Jane Dean died, ooooh
Yeah, the junk man drives
His dreams come true like a ring and a bell
Oh, the bombs and the bullets
and the young girls cried
On the night that Jane Dean died, ooh
Jane Dean knew he was flyin' too low
He was bound for glory and he had to go
He loved bright lights and good fast cars,
The women in love and the
The women moan and the young girls cry,
On the night that Jane Dean died.