D.Davies
You're not leaving so discreet, just creeping out on me
Your dizzy head and smoky eyes, you'll find some other's bed to sleep
So don't look back, it is too late, no story to be told
As this creepin' mess you left for me, tell your promise to be home.
You don't know what I mean, Creepin' Jean's a disease
You don't know what I mean, Creepin' Jean's a disease
You don't know what I mean, Creepin' Jean's a disease
You don't know what I mean, Creepin' Jean's a disease.
Your dirty friends and underwear keep hanging 'round my room
The lonely pictures that you paint are creepin' to their doom
So don't look back it is too late, no story to be told
These creepin' friends you left for m, tell your promise to be home.
You don't know what I mean, Creepin' Jean's a disease
You don't know what I mean, Creepin' Jean's a disease
You don't know what I mean, Creepin' Jean's a disease
You don't know what I mean, Creepin' Jean's a disease.
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