Texty: Tori Amos. From The Choirgirl Hotel. Jackie's Strength.

And Jackie and Jackie
And Jackie's
And Jackie and Jackie
And Jackie

A Bouvier till her wedding day
Shots rang out, the police came
Mama laid me on the front lawn
And prayed for Jackie's strength

Feeling old by 21
Never thought my day would come
My bridesmaids getting laid
I pray for Jackie's strength

Make me laugh, say you know
What you want, you said we were the real thing
So I show you some more
And I learn what black magic can do

Make me laugh, say you know
You can turn me into the real thing
So I show you some more
And I learn

Stickers licked on lunch boxes
Worshiping David Cassidy
Yeah, I mooned him once on Donna's box
She's still in recovery

Sleepovers, Beene's got some pot
You're only popular with anorexia
So I turn myself inside out
In hope someone will see, will see

Make me laugh, say you know
What you want, you said we were real thing
So I show you some more
And I learn what black magic can do

Make me laugh, say you know
You can turn me into the real thing
So I show you some more
And I learn

And Jackie and Jackie
And Jackie's strength
And Jackie and Jackie
And Jackie, yeah

I got lost on my wedding day
Typical, the police came
Oh, but virgins always get backstage
No matter what they've got to say

If you love enough, you'll lie a lot
Guess they did in Camelot
Mama's waiting on my front lawn
I pray, I pray, I said, "I pray for Jackie's strength, strength"

Make me laugh, say you know
What you want, you said we were the real thing
So I show you some more
And I learn

And Jackie and Jackie
And Jackie's strength
And Jackie and Jackie
And Jackie, yeah