Jesus Jenny

Jesus, Jenny
What the hell's gotten into you?
Girl, you've got a lot to lose
And in the morning you've got work to do
Jesus, Jenny
God damn it, it's Monday night
You're ****ed up on the vodka and sprite
Can't even cuss me right

And I ain't saying I'm a saint
But I'm living proof a heart can change
And, honey, I ain't judging
But I can't just say nothing
All I can do for you right now is pray
To Jesus, Jenny

Titties popping out your turtleneck
You're riding 'round in your red Corvette
Getting all the wrong kinds of respect
Jesus, Jenny
Shit, I wouldn't want your man to see
The way you keep looking at me
Don't do him like you did me
Jesus, Jenny

And I ain't saying I'm a saint
But I'm living proof a heart can change
And, honey, I ain't judging
But I can't just say nothing
All I can do for you right now is pray
That your demons go away
That you get home okay
I ain't saying
I'm just saying
Jesus, Jenny

Jenny, you're drunk
And, Jenny, go home
Blah, blah, blah, blah