Dick and Jane don't talk anymore, Jane lays awake Wishin' it could be like it was before tough packin' her stuff see Dick cry He's standin' in the street with his hands in the air Goin' why Jane, why She she's seen enough Dick's tore up, deep down inside Jane feels good, there ain't a tear in her pretty blue eyes of sight along for the ride REPEAT CHORUS REPEAT CHORUS Yeah, close the book, the story's done See Jane run, oh see Jane run, see Jane run