Lyrics to Miss Jean
Well I read that letter that you sent me
Yesterday
But I don't understand half the things
That you say

Miss Jean
Miss Jean
Tell me what it means
Here she comes again
With that nothing but trouble grin, yeah

I can do the shimmy
I can do the shake
I can do the peppermint twist
If that's what it takes

Miss Jean
Miss Jean
Tell me what it means
Here she comes again
With that nothing but trouble grin, yeah

Well I saw you in the backyard
With a glass of wine
Talking on the telephone
On a private line

Miss Jean
Miss Jean
Tell me what it means
Here she comes again
With that nothing but trouble grin, yeah