She Loves The Jerk

She Loves The Jerk

Talking to death, crying on the telephone

The nights when he drinks at home

She has to whisper through her tears

Johnny, she says, could never do those things to me

But I could never make her see

She’s wasted such precious years

Well you married the wrong guy that’s all I ever say

Bridge:

He’s a no good so and so

But she’ll never let him go, though she knows it will never work

Chorus:

She loves the jerk, she loves the jerk

He was the guy always out on the make

I guess he has what it takes

To turn the head of pretty girls

She thought he might change, the worst of us can settle down

But he couldn’t stay out of town

Not even for this precious girl

So she lives with the lies and the bumps and the bruises

Bridge + Chorus

I hung up the phone and I pretend she’s in my arms

What I wouldn’t give for just one bit of what she gives Mr. Johnny

Bridge + Chorus (up 1 measure)

by: José Duarte

jtduarte1@gmail.com