My My My

Little Jenny's in the closet
Hidin' for a week
She got no money in her pocket
No shoes on her feet

Little Jenny was a runaway
Didn't like crowds
She got her body on the boulevard
Head up in the clouds

I say my my my
Jenny say good-bye
My my my
Jenny say good-bye
To the inner-city crazy

All night blues
The heavy heavy hitters
With the alligator shoes
She says I like your manners
I like your style
Why don't you wait out in the kitchen
This is gonna take a while

I say my my my
Jenny say good-byе
My my my
Jenny say good-bye
Therе's nothin' wrong with her...