Daddy didn't care, momma wasn't there, Jenny slammed the door to her heart
Packed a suitcase of anger, no-one tried to save her
She headed for the city that shines in the dark
But the lights fade away...when you're out on the streets without a prayer
Jenny learned to survive...put a price on the nights that never ends...
Chorus:
She's hard sixteen, soft to the touch, but she's seen too much
Hard sixteen...-will her soul run dry by seventeen..?
The face of innocence doesn't stand a chance between the losers, the
takers, the lost
But Jenny never cried, locked it all inside
she's trapped in a timebomb, ready to blow
There will come a day...when the mirror reveals a total stranger
Another lonely runaway...in a living hell
Repeat Chorus
Bridge:
Jenny please come home.....
you've got so much to give, so much life left to live
So come home.......
(Guitar solo)
Hard sixteen, soft to the touch, but she's seen too much
Hard sixteen, -will her soul run dry?
Hard sixteen, -her Daddy didn't care, her momma wasn't there
Hard sixteen, -will her soul run dry?
Hard sixteen, soft to the touch, but she's seen too much
Hard sixteen, -will her soul run dry by seventeen....?
*Both of these (and all the others in your Vixen files) are from the album
titled "Rev it Up".
Terry P. Mingle
725 VRT
PHYSIOLOGY
253-3456