She grew up on the wrong side of town
She wouldn't let nobody push her around
Out on the streets, you fight for your life
Red lipstick and a switchblade knife

Chorus
Nobody knows the troubles she's seen
She fights tough, she's gonna get mean
Jane jane, the hurricane
A heart of stone, but she feels no pain
Jane jane, the hurricane
Cold-blooded love for your life in vain

From town to town, she's a loner
No way in hell you'll get to know her
Gone with the wind without a trace
She'll wipe the smile right from your face

Chorus

It's all in vain, jane
It's all in vain, jane
Oh yeah!

Jane jane, the hurricane...

Composição: Blue Oyster Cult