Jenny I’m jealous of the way that you move
You are uncharacteristically perfectly cool
So perfect and sweet with your red hair and charms
I can’t take it they shake me these false alarms

In a Rambler in Reno that’s when you let me know
You were a mean little bitch so young but so cold
To a frizzy-haired girl, bug-eyed and round
I wanted to love you but you put me down

Jenny I’m jealous of the things that you say
Up Crescent Heights to Sunset and through the canyons you play
In my car, that’s where stars fall

Is it all it’s cracked up to be?
Do you want to be free?

Jenny I’m jealous of the way that you move
You are uncharacteristically perfectly cool
So honest and good please baby please
Save your bullets don’t drop the rock on me

Jenny I’m jealous but I think it will be okay