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Saint Mary/This aint happening/Save Magdalene/Send Jolene/
Saints and sinners/just thick paints and thinners/
Just old time hookers and first time fingers/
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Where she put her foot down there’s a hole in my ceiling
Because she was 50 feet tall when she was angry or feeling
alone.
But she got porcupine small when she had done something wrong
Tucked up curled in a ball sobbing into the phone
Fetal and insecure with a knife in her palms
She could kiss you or kill you based on nothing it all
She would steal and had issues that made her misuse her friends
And I think even then, that I loved her. That I loved Jolene
When I fucked her she would moan and scream
The name of another man we wouldn’t pretend was me
And it’s fucked up, but identity theft was never my thing
Oh deceit Jolene, you ever have anything that you were giving to me?
She had track marks like a track star
But she didn't run, she just stole my car
And a week later I was sitting at the bar
And she walks in with a guy on her arm and a lie in her mouth
And its about some money, its funny because I don't know what she's talking about
As she walks out she slaps me, well whatever makes her happy
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Nails were built to dig gold but struck coal
She kept a body of youth beneath long flowing robes
She held up a torch for the truth but couldn't light up the boroughs
She wore her proud crown of thorns but refused us the rose
And the tablets in her hand they began to erode
Her face turned Middle East
Her expression turned cold
Base shifted to the right and her eyes rolled
Like the heads would, like change on the toll roads
You see liberty had found Jolene and Jolene had corrupted me
So by default I was free but it was unseen and seemed to be
Unnecessarily cruel because I didn't wanna leave.
Fuck you, I held true even as you replaced me too
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Lyrics submitted by mark.