Plain jane

She falls somewhere in between Levi's and Vogue Magazine She doesn't paint on her face But what she does she does with taste And you can call her Plain Jane But she's drivin' me insane (Plain Jane) Oh...

Written by Bob Johnston, Michael Lunn, Donnie Van Zant and Johnny Van Zant Ah, tell 'em about it Darlin'. Here we go. She's a waitress at her corner, Always dancin' nine-to-five. Well, she ain't no...

Come all to the junior/senior prom Biggest occasion Of the year And now the time was here All the girls were going They all had a date But what about jane What about Plan Jane She wasn't pretty Kids...

Childish fears they have gone Dear Plain Jane why do you frown? Have we just filled a veil crawling out of our shells? Childish days they are done And you're still on your own Holding grudges...