Jen is bringing the d**
She wants to get real f**ed up
She used to laugh and smile
But the years of denial
Have taken their toll on her dial
But, me, I do as I please
I caught you and set you free
Cause I have been left alone by the people I've known
And I don't know when they're coming home
And Jen don't wanna be seen
But I saw her in a swa*k magazine
She had an airbrushed face
But the lines of distaste
Were crossed without crossing of legs
And I don't wanna be found
So when you get home
I'm skipping town
I'm leaving to go someplace
Where nobody will have any clue where I am
And Jen is bringing the d**
She's gonna get me f**ed up
Cause love is an inkless pen
It's a tavern, it's sin
It's a horrible way to begin