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