Oh Jesse, you better start thinkin' about saving
your neck Oh Jesse, you put on that leather jacket
like you put on respect you got cleats on your
boots and a woman who shoots everytime you shuffle
out the stage door And darling Jesse, do you know
what its all for? Ah Jesse, your manager brought
by them eight by ten glossies of your band Oh
Jesse, he says you wear cross around your neck and
come on with nails in your hands With your insides
showing and your New York band blowin' them old
Chicago blues Ah Jesse, can't you see you're the
one Jesse Ah Sonny, this time its you Well Jesse,
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Jesse, your wife has fallen into a trance She's
got eyes that tell no lies She's seen so many wars
Ah be a good boy Jesse, tell her she don't have to
look no more. Well Jesse, he knows all the tricks
to get the crowd reeling Oh and Jesse, ya he rocks
'em with that old soul feeling And he walks off
the stage in a self-adoring haze and gets shoved
right out the door Whoa Jesse, can't you see now
boy that that's what its all about Jesse Not even
time to do that old played out encore Whoa Jesse