E Jesus, Jenny A What the hell's gotten into you? E Girl, you've got a lot to lose B And in the morning you've got work to do Jesus, Jenny God damn it, it's Monday night You're fucked up on the vodka and sprite Can't even cuss me right Chorus: A And I ain't saying I'm a saint But I'm living proof a heart can change E And, honey, I ain't judging B But I can't just say nothing A B C#m All I can do for you right now is pray E To Jesus, Jenny Titties popping out your turtleneck You're riding 'round in your red Corvette Getting all the wrong kinds of respect Jesus, Jenny Shit, I wouldn't want your man to see The way you keep looking at me Don't do him like you did me Jesus, Jenny Chorus: And I ain't saying I'm a saint But I'm living proof a heart can change And, honey, I ain't judging But I can't just say nothing All I can do for you right now is pray That your demons go away That you get home okay I ain't saying I'm just saying Jesus, Jenny Jenny, you're drunk And, Jenny, go home Blah, blah, blah, blah | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA B C#m E |