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Dear Jani Lane
Would you please explain
Where did the Down Boys go?
Did you spend all the cash?
From drinkin', smokin' hash,
and doing too much blow?
You ran around the world
Ran around the world
Drank the finest wine
Platinum several times
You had a lot fun, Jani
Now I want mine
Dear Jani Lane
I wrote to explain
I always thought you rocked
But have you lose your mind
Did you flip your lid
I saw you with a mohawk
You partied town to town
Married Bobbi Brown
Houses in the hills
Hundred dollar bills
You ain't a punk rocker, Jani
You're from '89
Dear Jani Lane
Please let's refrain
Heaven's too far away
That "Uncle Tom's Cabin"
Really kicked my ass
But "Dog Eat Dog" was gay
So write another hit
Write another hit
Sing another song
Rhyme another rhyme
I always liked your stuff, Jani
How do you like mine?
P.S. Mom and dad, this is Jani
Jani, this is my mom and dad
He wrote a monster ballad
He wrote a monster ballad
Where did the Down Boys go?
Where did the Down Boys go?
Where did the Down Boys go?
Where did the Down Boys go?
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