Miss James

Miss James - John Mayall

I read about her in a magazine

The writer painted her in colors of a queen

Other people said bad things instead

So I was curious to check out what I read

But asking around she couldn't be found

Strange elusive Miss James

Two weeks later I was down the Shrine

Saw a pretty girl who would suit me fine

Rushing around we forgot to trade names

I didn't connect her with the one I called Miss James

I was surprised when I realized

The two were one and the same

I had the phone company give her number to me

I called her at home she said she was alone

Would she see me tonight

Yeah that was alright