Jack's got a suit and tie
Jane still thinks that he's a pretty nice guy
But she left him a while ago, things got strange
Jack got into banking and Jane got into change
Jane left the Village after the war
Jack stuck around to ride his rising star
Jack worships Janey from afar
Jack had a dream that he would make it some day
Then he'd take all his money and he'd move far away
Jane thought that waiting was all for the worse
'Cause dreams are in your head, not in your purse
Jane left to live out her dream
Jack's still making that same old tired scene
Jack worships Janey from afar
Jane moved to Philly and she got along fine
Got herself a job with the Suicide Line
She does what she likes and she likes a whole lot
And she doesn't ever worry about things that she ain't got
Jack bought himself a brand-new car
A sporty MG with four on the floor
Jack worships Janey from afar
Jack gets depressed but he don't know why
He loves his loft in Soho and he loves his wife
But he dreams about Janey when the lights are low
Sitting by the fire, listening to the radio
He knows his life will never be nothing but OK
Sometimes at night you can hear Jack pray