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Lyrics by: Tom Petty
# Debut Chart
1 Nov '93 Mainstream Rock
14 Dec '93 Hot 100


She grew up in a Indiana town Had a good looking mama Who never was around But she grew up tall And she grew up right With them Indiana boys On an Indiana night Well, she moved down here At the age of eighteen She blew the boys away Was more than they`d seen

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I was introduced and We both started grooving She said, I dig you, baby But I got to keep moving on Keep moving on (CHORUS) Last dance with Mary Jane One more time to kill the pain I feel summer creeping in And I`m tired of this town again Well, I don`t know But I`ve been told You never slow down You never grow old I`m tired of screwing up Tired of going down Tired of myself Tired of this town Oh, my, my, oh, hell, yes Honey, put on that party dress Buy me a drink, sing me a song Take me as I come Cause I can`t stay long (CHORUS) There`s pigeons down on Market Square She`s standing in her underwear Looking down from a hotel room Nightfall will be coming soon Oh, my, my, oh, hell, yes You got to put on that party dress It was too cold to cry When I woke up alone I hit my last number I walked to the road (CHORUS)


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