Jenny was a smart thing, pretty, sweet thing
Never had a problem when Friday night rolled around
She grew up fast and she knew how to play the game
Left them boys standing when their jaws dropped to the ground
And just when youâre thinking sheâll treat you just right
The next thing you know the girlâs out of sight
Jenny stop sending me mixed signals
Iâm caught up in the middle of a high and low
And Lord, have mercy when the girlâs so flirty
She never thinks twice and then itâs time to go
And babe, if this is your kind of fun
Then maybe you were born for, born for a hit and run
Jenny goes fast like a shot from a smoking gun
Girlâs got eyes on fire like warning flames
Never too deep, she stays on the tip of your tongue
She loves the attention and she loves the way you say her name
You might end up in her teasing stare
But youâll never see her coming from anywhere
Boys, youâve got to always beware
Cuz girls like Jenny could be anywhere