Текст песни Brazzaville - 3Jane (Jetlag Poetry 2011)
3Jane, you’re my Queen
Lounging around with a W magazine
No doubt your the best
Looking so good in 10 euro summer dress
3Jane
3Jane
3Jane, you’re it for me
Hot summer nights outside the New Beverly
Old Chevy Nova drives
Under the stars, way up the 395
3Jane
3Jane
3Jane, it’s hard to see, but things in the world
Are just as their meant to be
We’re born and die alone; surrounded by stars
We’re never away from home
3Jane
3Jane
