she grew up in

        
 a Indiana tow

n
             
Had a good loo

              
kin' momma who

              
 never was aro

      
und
            
But she grew u

              
p tall, and sh

           
e grew up righ

t
              
With them Indi

             
ana boys on an

               
 Indiana night

            
Well she moved

              
 down here at 


the age of eig

hteen
             
she blew the b

              
oys away, it w

              
as more then t


hey'd seen
            
I was introduc

              
ed and we both

             
 started groov

in' 
              
She said “I di

             
g ya baby but 

           
I got to keep 

movin'”
             
...on, keep mo

 
vin' on

chorus:

Last dance wit

h Maryjane
              
One more time 

              
to kill the pa

  
in

I feel summer 

creepin' in an

d i'm 
              
tired of this 

             
town again

            
Well I don't k

         
now but i've b

een told
             
you'll never s

              
low down and y

    
ou'll never gr

ow old
            
I'm tired of s

              
crewing up, i'

      
m tired of bei

ng down
             
I'm tired of m

              
yself and i'm 

  
tired of this 

town
            
oh my my, oh h


ell yes
             
Honey put on t

      
hat party dres

s
            
Buy me a drink

        
, sing me a so

ng
             
take me as I c

             
ome 'cause I c


an't stay long

chorus:

Last dance wit

h Maryjane
              
One more time 

              
to kill the pa

  
in

I feel summer 

creepin' in an

d i'm 
              
tired of this 

             
town again

            
There's pidgeo

         
ns down in Mar

ket Square
             
She's standing

           
 in her underw

ear
            
Lookin' down f

         
rom a hotel ro

om
             
Nightfall will

      
 be coming soo

n
            
Oh my my, oh h

       
ell yes
             
You've got to 

          
put on that pa

rty dress
            
It was too col

              
d to cry when 


I woke up alon

e
             
I hit the last

              
 number, I wal

  
ked to the roa

d

chorus:

Last dance wit

h Maryjane
              
One more time 

              
to kill the pa

  
in

I feel summer 

creepin' in an

d i'm 
              
tired of this 

             
town again