Driving home she turns on the radio
Playing Jackson Browne again, oh no
She wishes he would just go away
Doctor my eyes is all that they play
Goes to her house where the blinds are closed
Jackson's walking outside, and she don't wanna know
She pulls the blinds and looks out on the street
Jackson's left now, and she can feel relieved

She hates Jackson Browne
Hearing Jackson Browne
She can try with all her might
But she's reminded every night
That she has used part of her life
Listening to Jackson Browne

Every day she hears Some Bridges
and a duet with Bonnie Raitt
Every time he comes on the stations
She sarcastically says, "Oh, great"
And there's always just one more song
That goes on for way too long
Little girl don't know what she's missin'
I can tell by the way that she moves she hates listening to

Jackson Browne
Yeah, Jackson Browne
And it don't matter just what you say
On tv another of his concerts plays
Music videos, interviews don't fade away
never with Jackson Browne

Baby there's nights I want you to have a better world
But I wake up so downhearted girl
Your opinion makes you tired and confused
But it's worth everything to you
You're just waiting to see some sun
But I'm sure you're not the only one
Who doesn't like Jackson Browne
Maybe there's more in this town that hate listening to

Jackson Browne
Oh no, not Jackson Browne
Well darlin' can you understand
The music they play from that man
Is enough to make you waste away
Listening to Jackson Browne