Written by Bob Johnston, Michael Lunn, Donnie Van Zant and Johnny Van Zant
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Ah, tell 'em about it Darlin'.
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Here we go.
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She's a waitress at her corner,
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Always dancin' nine-to-five.
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Well, she ain't no supermodel,
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But I'm here to tell you, she's fine, (Ha, ha.)
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She's so fine, Johnny.
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She's like the classic girl next door,
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There's somethin' 'bout her walk:
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There's somethin' that goes off inside,
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Each time she starts to talk.
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Plain Jane,
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Oh, I love her name.
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She drives me insane.
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She's my plain Jane.
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She always gets my business,
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I can't wait to ring her bell.
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(Ah, I bet you can't Donnie.)
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She puts a quarter in the jukebox:
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Says she don't kiss an' tell.
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Is that right, brother.
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The way she wears that dress, (Yeah.)
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It's time that I confess:
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The music starts an' my heart stops,
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An' I become a mess.
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Plain Jane,
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Oh, I love her name.
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She drives me insane.
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She's my plain Jane.
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Nothin' fancy: she's just got everything.
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She's so addicting; she's so amazing:
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Can't think of anything.
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Do, do, do do.
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(Whoa, talk to me, plain Jane.)
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Do, do, do do, do, do.
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Whoa, yeah,
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C'mon.
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Plain Jane,
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Oh, I love her name.
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She drives me insane.
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She's my plain Jane. (Jane, Jane.)
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Plain Jane,
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Oh, I love her name.
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She drives me insane.
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She said just call me plain Jane.
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(That's right, buddy."
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Plain Jane,
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She's my plain Jane.
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She's my plain Jane.
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She's my plain, (Jane)
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Whoo, she's my plain Jane.
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Plain Jane
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Van Zant |