(Jane, stop this crazy thing!) [x2]



She was this girl that I know named Jane

She used to be cool, now the girl's insane

Now all Jane does is walk around all day

Sayin, "Beam me up, Scotty, take me away!"

Now I remember Jane from back in the day

When she used to go to school, get all straight A's

Now you see Jane on the street corner

Stoppin every car anytime she wanna

Whatever went wrong, the facts remain

But who could think this woulda happen to sweet old Jane



(Jane, stop this crazy thing!) [x2]



Jane's lifestory was a tragic one

She started gettin high, cause she said it was fun

There was no party, just a meeting of friends

And then the question arose: who got ends?

It went around, they had 300 in all

Somebody yelled out: "We're gonna have a ball!"

Steve grabbed the money and ran down the block

Came back and said, "Y'all, take a look at this rock!"

Jane was gettin into somethin heavy that night

"Hurry up quick, somebody give me a light!"

[Name] said "Hold it!", he was pullin too fast

But Jane was amused by the smoke in the glass

She was tickled to death at the faces they made

"Puttin fire to the glass, don't you think it won't break?"

In a flick of a flash the torch was lit

She put it to her mouth, and she took a hit

Smoke rushed from her lungs and up to her brain

This was the beginning of the end of Jane



(Jane, stop this crazy thing!) [x2]



Jane got weak, and the bass got strong

What she used to do right, Jane now does wrong

I walked past one day, called my man Jack

She almost broke her neck cause she thought I said "crack"

It had to be a week since I seen her that day

But the body that she had just wasted away

When she used to walk by, we used to say she looked chill

But now as she passes, everybody go (ill!)

The girlie we saw hop off Mercedes Benz

She was on it so hard, she started stealin from friends

To all the drug dealers she was so in debt

That she sold her VCR and her TV set

Jane used to live the life as the storybook tells

Now everything she gets, she eventually sells

Sneak around the corner when you see Jane comin

She'll be touchin on your clothes, the girl be crumbin



(Jane, stop this crazy thing!) [x2]



If you know a girl who was the quiet type

Who acts kinda funny and a bit too hype

These kinda actions only mean one thing

She's only buggin like that cause she's suckin the thing

Not only the girls, it can happen to guys

But the fellas try to beat you, then they greet you with lies

One day Jane coulda been my honey

I just couldn't wait till the girl made 20

I see her nowadays, and all I do is sing

(Jane, stop this crazy thing!)



(Jane, stop this crazy thing!) [x3]



[variations of (Jane) repeated till end]