There is a big, numb stare
Coming off of his face
She's laughing at the smoke
That's coming out of his face
But the fool lives on the hill
She don't like to pay the bills, but she will.

There is a lot of talk about her, behind her back
She's good enough to need
But never to respect
You can call her what you will
When you're done, you'll pay the bill
You'll pay the bill.

No more feeling
She don't want it, she don't need it
She will distance herself from feeling
She don't need a better reason
No reason to hold back.

O, Jenny.

Well, there is husbands and there's lawyers
And there's factory employees
There is counsellors and there is mayors
With a presidential stares
There are lonely ones and liars
Looking for a way to buy her
But she won't care.

Oh, no more feeling
She don't want it, she don't need it
She will distance herself from feeling
She showers up, and man, believe me
She will be clean again, clean again.

Jennifer is up and running
She's working for the fat man
Oh, Jenny is in for anything
As long as her kids are eating
Pay up, she'll make you smile
So pay up, she'll make you smile, smile.

Strange ideas, what am I doing here
She's not familiar with his talk
They're only looking at her rear
You can call her what you will
Angie, Rose or even Bill
Hell, what you will.

Oh, the husbands, all the lawyers
All the factory employees
And the counsellors and the mayors
So stunning how they dare
How they dare to claim they know it all
The dirty looks they throw
She knows them all.

There is no more feeling
'Cause she don't want it, she don't need it
She will distance herself from feeling
She showers up and man believe me
She'll be clean again, clean again.

Jennifer is up and running
She is working for the fat man
Oh, Jenny is in for anything
As long as her kids are eating
Pay up, she'll make you smile
So, you pay up and she’ll make you smile
Smile, smile.

One more filthy memory.