16 Jenns, 10 Jennies, and then there was her



It's the sweet shine of,

Yeah, force of divine love

The blessed arrival of you



You might be the one that I've been seeking for

You might be the strange delightful

You might be the girly who shall end all girls

You might be the sweet unspiteful



I rode the bus with 27 Jennifers

15 Jenns, 10 Jennies disapproved of her



Yeah, get from my sight, man,

Gladness is a blight, and

Happiness stinks up the room