She'd fix me a dinner of sunflower seeds   And ready-whipped topping inhalers   And take me down south   With hall and oats in her mouth      My first love, my Joan Jett of Arc   My black heart was heavy   But her mom's cougar was fast   As little pink houses were whistled      And it was all you can eat   At the sizzler that night   My steak burnin' Joan Jett of Arc   My steak burnin' Joan Jett of Arc      And the shopping malls and roller rinks   All dimmed their lights cicadas   And crickets were silent and the train tracks   Like stitches skidding bicycle tires      As I slipped in my Joan Jett of Arc   And the birds that were crushed   Once had air in their bones   As oil was refined in her honor