Jesse’s Girl

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Jesse’s got this friend.
He’s some kind of musician I guess.
He’s been hanging out with us
and I’m getting really stressed.
Jesse won’t tell him “fuck off,”
‘cuz he says that “Rick’s depressed.”

And he’s watching me with those eyes.
And he’s thinking gross things about me I just know it.
And he’s making random calls to me late, late at night.

I’m rethinking being Jesse’s girl.
I wish I wasn’t Jesse’s girl.
Why should I deal with something like that?

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