Nobody knows where she came from
She was everybody's lover and everybody's
Former friend
With all the known variations
Her story gets told again and again
She was probably born in Hollywood
In the era of the King
Hitched hiked Highway 61 and got elected Queen
She ended up on Bleeker St.
Down in the underground
Somebody said that she was sweet
And the story got around
The Famous Jane
When we've forgotten all the details
They'll still remember the name
We met for the first time in fiction
We saw Jane run-run Jane run
Now Jane has become an addiction
Jane's gotten serious and she carries a gun
They talk about her purity
They talk about her grace
They talk about her standing on the corner
With an electric violin case
Then suddenly she disappeared
But she'll be back again
With a brand new face and circumstance
And a whole new batch of friends
Meanwhile the rumors circulate
And the story never ends
For the Famous Jane
The Famous Jane