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Mary Jane's Last Dance
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She grew up in an Indiana town
Had a good-lookin' mama who never was around
But she grew up tall and she grew up right
With them Indiana boys on them Indiana nights
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Features Of This Song
electric rock instrumentation
a subtle use of vocal harmony
mild rhythmic syncopation
repetitive melodic phrasing
extensive vamping
mixed minor & major key tonality
a vocal-centric aesthetic
electric guitar riffs
an electric guitar solo
a dynamic male vocalist
a prominent harmonica part

These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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I said, "I dig you baby, but I got to keep movin' on"
I feel summer creepin' in
With them Indiana boys on them Indiana nights
She's standin' in her underwear
Songwriter: Tom Petty
Tired of myself, tired of this town
Take me as I come 'cause I can't stay long
The nightfall will be comin' soon
Last dance with Mary Jane
And I'm tired of this town again
Last dance with Mary Jane
One more time to kill the pain
Oh, my my, oh, hell yes
And I'm tired of this town again
Last dance with Mary Jane
I'm tired of screwin' up, tired of going down
And I'm tired of this town again
Well, she moved down here at the age of eighteen
Buy me a drink, sing me a song
She blew the boys away, was more than they'd seen
Well, I don't know, but I've been told
One more time to kill the pain
I was introduced and we both started groovin'
She grew up in an Indiana town
There's pigeons down on Market Square
I hit my last number and walked to the road
Publisher: GONE GATOR MUSIC
One more time to kill the pain
You never slow down, you never grow old
I feel summer creepin' in
Lookin' down from a hotel room
Oh, my my, oh, hell yes
You got to put on that party dress
I feel summer creepin' in
Keep movin' on
Honey, put on that party dress
But she grew up tall and she grew up right
Had a good-lookin' mama who never was around
It was too cold to cry when I woke up alone
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