What A Shame About Me

I was grinding through my day gig Stackin' cutouts at the Strand When in walks Franny from NYU We were quite an item back then We talked about her films and shows and CDs And I don't know what else She said, yeah, Hollywood's been good to me But tell me - how about yourself CHORUS: I'm still working on that novel But I'm just about to quit 'Cause I'm worrying about the future now Or maybe this is it It's not all that I thought it would be What a shame about me She said, talk to me, do you ever see Anybody else from our old crew Bobby Dakine won the Bunsen Prize Now he's coming out with something new Alan owns a chain of Steamer Heavens And Barry is the software king And somebody told me in the early 80's You were gonna be the Next Big Thing CHORUS: Well now that was just a rumor But I guess I'm doin' fine Three weeks out of the rehab Living one day at a time Sneaking up on the new century What a shame about me What a shame about me I'm thinking of a major Jane Street sunrise And the goddess on the fire escape was you We both ran out of small talk The connection seemed to go dead I was about to say, hey, have a nice life When she touched my hand and said: You know I just had this great idea This could be very cool Why don't we grab a cab to my hotel And make believe we're back at our old school CHORUS: I said babe you look delicious And you're standing very close But like this is Lower Broadway And you're talking to a ghost Take a good look it's easy to see What a shame about me What a shame about me