There once was a girl called Jane although her face was spotty and plane her body was like a temple The way she walked just drove me mental she spoke all soft and gentle. Oh Gentle Jane Gentle Jane I have spent many an hour just staring at you thinking of all the things we could do. what you would be like to skrew. Dreaming hoping oh dear gentle Jane. But the other night When you stood at the bar I think i pushed it a little to far I plucked up my courage I asked would you like a beer!! She leand over and spoke softly in my ear. "You are barking up the wrong tree dear" It only turned out she was queer! Gentle Jane you fucking bitch!!!!!!!