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The Ballad of Chimichanga Jane

Written as a joke to my daughter who I lovingly referred to as "Chimichanga". It makes no sense yet has supplied my family with some laughs. Lyrics: [Verse] In a small-town diner down by Route 89, A girl named Jane served up food just fine. But one fateful night when the stars aligned, She felt a change, oh what a sign. [Verse 2] Jane was fryin' up some seasoned beef, Wrapped in tortillas, it seemed so brief. The scent of cumin and the sizzle in the pan, Her life was changin' in that tin-clad van. [Chorus] Now Jane ain't just a waitress no more, She’s a chimichanga, rollin' on the floor. With a crispy shell that's golden brown, She's the talk and taste of this little town. [Verse 3] Her momma cried and her daddy laughed, How'd their little girl get deep-fried so fast? The townsfolk gathered, all were pleased, At Chimichanga Jane, covered in cheese. [Bridge] She might be wrapped up, but her heart's still true, Spicin' up lives with what she knew. Even as a dish, she's brave and strong, Rolling into town where she belongs. [Chorus] Now Jane ain't just a waitress no more, She’s a chimichanga, rollin' on the floor. With a crispy shell that's golden brown, She's the talk and taste of this little town.