Song Lyrics

Lyrics by: Tom Petty

She grew up in an Indiana town
Had a good lookin momma who never was around
But she grew up tall and she grew up right
With them Indiana boys on an Indiana night

Well she moved down here at the age of 18
She blew the boys away, it was more than they’d seen
I was introduced and we both started groovin
She said, I dig you baby but I got to keep movin
...on, keep movin on

Last dance with Mary Jane
One more time to kill the pain
I feel summer creepin in and I’m
Tired of this town again

Well I don’t know what I’ve been told
You never slow down, you never grow old
I’m tired of screwing up, I’m tired of goin down
I’m tire of myself, I’m tired of this town
Oh my my, oh hell yes
Honey put on that party dress
Buy me a drink, sing me a song,
Take me as I come cause I cant stay long

Last dance with Mary Jane
One more time to kill the pain
I feel summer creepin in and I’m
Tired of this town again

There’s pigeons down on market square
She’s standin in her underwear
Lookin down from a hotel room
Nightfall will be comin soon
Oh my my, oh hell yes
You’ve got to put on that party dress
It was too cold to cry when I woke up alone
I hit the last number, I walked to the road

Last dance with Mary Jane
One more time to kill the pain
I feel summer creepin in and I’m
Tired of this town again

(lyrics from www.lyricsfreak.com – edited for spelling and clarity)