Episode 14 Jenny’s Love
Words and Music–William Thaumatrope
Produced by David Barratt at the Abattoir of Good Taste
Vocal and Guitar–William Thaumatrope
Ukulele and everything else–David Barratt
NARRATIVE
It’s summer and I am on vacation so all I can do this time round is offer you a song that you can sing along to. In any case, like most songs, it speaks for itself.
LYRIC
The place was hot, the place was cool
Jenny was lying by the pool
I went upstairs, the light was bad
But I still knew that I’d been had
Her cigarettes, the unmade bed
The smell of Dior in my head
Hard to take, though I knew
Jenny’s love for me was through
Perhaps she knows what I don’t see
It’s letting go that makes you free
But I know something she knows not
No love is real that can’t be lost
CHORUS
Jenny’s love, oh, Jenny’s lovin’
You can’t count on Jenny’s love
Jenny’s love, oh, Jenny’s lovin’
You can’t count on Jenny’s love
BRIDGE
If you’d been told before you took it
Just walked in with your eyes closed
It makes no diff’rence if you knew it
Still see Jen with your eyes closed,
your eyes closed, your eyes closed
