Joke About Jamaica The Hold Steady

[Verse 1]
They used to think it was so cute when she said D'Yer Mak'Er
All the boys knew it was a joke about Jamaica
She'd always find a ride back home from the bar

[Verse 2]
She used to feel so stupid when they'd talk about the music
Born into every single tune
They used to hum against her lips with their hands on her hips
They used to kiss in the car

[Verse 3]
Dancing days, houses of the holy
Hot child in the city in the middle of the prairie
Flirting with the boys with all her charms

[Verse 4]
First the laugh, then the eyes
Then the touch him on the arms
Then the drinks, they never seemed to cost money
Saturday night was a runway that extended into Sunday
And sometimes Monday

[Chorus]
Back then it was beautiful
The boys were sweet and musical
The laser lights looked mystical
Messed up still felt magical
Girls didn't seem so difficult
Boys didn't seem so typical
It was warm and white and wonderful
We were all invincible