Marcia, Marcia, Marcia!
Why do we only talk about Marcia?
I know why.
Marcia is glamorous. Me Jan, I am plain.
A real Plain Jane.
I am Plain Jane Jan!
No one wants to live in Jan.
Everybody wants to move to Marcia.
With big stars in their eyes.
Marcia, No one thinks about her flaws.
She shakes, she has earthquakes all the time.
What is wrong with me?
I will tell you what is wrong with me.
Jan is going through a drought.
And she is brown and dry.
and BORING!
But, crazy people live in Marcia.
...the only people excited about Jan are the snow birds.
Marcia! Marcia! Marcia!
What is so great about Marcia?