Jaded Lyrics - She Likes The Weather - Counting Crows

Happy birthday baby 

What's it gonna be 

Monday morning' with a hurricane warning' 

Oh well, I guess you've got yourself to please 

Jaded. Faded. 

I don't wanna be afraid. 

Jaded. I hate it. 

I don't wanna be your slave. 

Saw you peeking' round my garden gate 

I thought you'd liked what you'd seen 

So I said, "Darlin' if you want a little of these peaches, 

just come on and shake my tree." 

Jaded. Faded. 

I don't wanna be your slave. 

Jaded. I hate it. 

I don't wanna be afraid. 

Every waking' hour 

We break down in different combinations. 

We spin around in smaller constellations. 

Took a ride on the love wheel 

Scary, scary go-round and around. 

Honey, Honey I don't want none of your money. 

I just want off before we hit the ground. 

Jaded. Faded. 

I don't wanna be your friend. 

Jaded. I hate it. 

I don't wanna be your slave. 

Saw you hangin' around the avenue baby 

So I got down outta my tree. 

I think I need a little animal honey. 

Come on and shake a little monkey with me. 

Jaded. Faded. 

Oh. I don't wanna be afraid. 

Jaded. I hate it. 

I don't wanna be your slave 

Every waking' hour 

We break down in smaller combinations. 

We spin around in different constellations. 

Wanna be right there to carry you away 

Knowing that our love will last through the day. 

It's the same thing. 

Gonna be here on the light, on the light 

I wanna see me, see me going away 

I've been gone such a long time. 

Leaving' again today. 

Leaving' someday.