Here's a song about love
Nuns go quiet as lust and drunken men
With a sober eyes sing
In the lobby of a Greek hotel
On a kneeling flight of grated iron stairs
I watch her rise and disappear
Into the bluest eye
And where am I now, Jane
Where am I now, Jane
Where am I now, Jane
Where am I now
I laid down in your Egyptian silhouette
There on the piss stained mattress
Where we made love
You were in the can smoking
Newports and fitting into
Leopard print gloves
And where am I now, Jane
Where am I now, Jane
Tell me where am I now, Jane
Where am I now
Where am I
Where am I
Plywood and pink liner blazing
It's the refuse of a broken home
A field of mud, a transistor
Care to dance, babe, may as well
She's handing out adventure books
And bibles on the corner
Old and ran through
She reminds me of you
And where am I
And where am I
You and I Jane
Where am I now, Jane
Where am I now, Jane
Tell where am I now
Where am I
Where am I