paroles de chanson Plain Jane - Hailey Whitters

I like my drinks a little too strong
I like my men a little bit wrong
I like my nights a little bit wild
Full-grown woman, still juvenile

I like bars a little too dark
I'll find a song in a broken heart
Watchin' a good thing go to hell
Know that story just a little too well

I ain't a dime-a-dozen
I'm all or nothin'

Love me or hate me, take me or leave me
But don't try and change me, I'm cool with the way I am
Throw shade or praise me, that's how God made me
And how my mama raised me, if you know me, you'll understand
I'm worn-out blues over straight lace
A little more, "Messed-up Mary", than "Plain Jane"

I like roads that go on windin'
Stuck in the rough, comin' up diamonds
I ain't afraid to wear my flaws
It's so last year to cover 'em all

If you're like me, hitch up your wagon
And throw on your baggage

Love me or hate me, take me or leave me
But don't try and change me, I'm cool with the way I am
Throw shade or praise me, that's how God made me
And how my mama raised me to go a little against the grain
I'm worn-out blues over straight lace
A little more, "Messed-up Mary", than "Plain Jane"

I'm a little more Messed-up Mary
That's alright with me
Hey, little "Miss Messed-up Mary"
It ain't all bad to be

Love me or hate me, take me or leave me
Don't try and change me, I'm cool with the way I am
Throw shade or praise me, that's how God made me
How my mama raised me, if you know me, you'll understand
I'm worn-out blues over straight lace
A little more, "Messed-up Mary", than "Plain Jane"

A little more "Messed-up Mary"
(A little more "Messed-up Mary")
Jane, hey, hey, hey
(A little more "Messed-up Mary")