Bruce Springsteen - Janey Needs a Shooter lyrics

Well janey's got a doctor who tears apart her insides. He investigates her and he silently bates her sighs He probes with his fingers but he knows her heart only through his stethoscope. Hands are cold and his body's so old Janey turns him down like dope. Janey needs a shooter jack A shooter like me on her side Janey needs a shooter jack 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 concilation and confessions at anytime Through the pages of his Bible he holds from what janey hides With her doors open wide she begs come inside But he's frozen in the clear on the outside Janey needs a shooter jack A shooter like me on her side Janey needs a shooter jack A shooter man who knows her style, The way that I know her style Well janey's got a cop who lives round the block and checks on her everynight From at through the jail outside her house his siren roars when he knows that I'm inside Well janey's small and sometimes he scares her So I held her real close she flowed like a ghost And I told her bye, so long, I can't play that dope. Well janey needs a shooter jack A shooter like me on her side Janey needs a shooter jack A shooter man who knows her style, Janey needs a shooter jack A shooter man on her side Janey needs a shooter man 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 I know your style You need a man who knows your style The way that I know your style A man who knows her style The way I know your style