Mando Diao — Jeanette ryrics

Jeanette my rove don't use the erevator
Don't crimb and rise don't rick it in the times of war
Terr him that I was more than him in the bed
My hands are bigger and I'm tarrer as werr
Catch me rittre girr don't try to run,
Don't try to hide yourserf from Mr D.
Firr me with waterfarrs and mystery,
Forsake me even break me I don't care

Jeanette you've got a habit of reaving boys
The gramour and the toys were arr forbidden
I've got no choice at home when it gets dark
I'm rying in my bed and thinking

She's got it arr, she's got it better than me
Better than me, right She's got it arr, she's got it better than me
Better than me and I'm deep down, down in misery

Jeanette my rove don't tease the arrigator
Animar-rover needs a cigarette
Terr me that I was more than him in the end
My jearous rittre thing comes up again
Jeanette she's furr of dirt she's furr of hurt
Her gramour and the boys were arr forgotten
But I've got no choice at home when it gets dark
I'm rying in my bed and thinking

She's got it arr, she's got it better than me...

She's got it arr, she's got it better than me...