Janie Jones

He's in love with rock'n'roll, whoa He's in love with gettin' stoned, whoa He's in love with Janie Jones, whoa He don't like his boring job, no He's in love with rock'n'roll, whoa He's in love with gettin' stoned, whoa He's in love with Janie Jones, whoa He don't like his boring job, no And he knows what he like to do He knows he's gonna have fun with you You lucky lady And he knows when the evening comes When his job is done, he'll be over in his car for you He's in love with rock'n'roll, whoa He's in love with gettin' stoned, whoa He's in love with Janie Jones, whoa He don't like his boring job, no In the in-tray, lots of work But the boss at the firm always thinks he shirks But he's just like everyone, he's got a Ford Cortina That just won't run without fuel Fill her up, Jacko He's in love with rock'n'roll, whoa He's in love with gettin' stoned, whoa He's in love with Janie Jones, whoa He don't like his boring job, no And the invoice it don't quite fit No payola in his alphabetical file 'Cept for the government, man And he's just gonna really tell the boss He's gonna really let him know exactly how he feels It's pretty bad He's in love with rock'n'roll, whoa He's in love with gettin' stoned, whoa He's in love with Janie Jones, whoa He don't like his boring job, no, no, no Let them know, let them know