Hey Jane Lyrics

The polyester vest she wears at the arcade

On a break from tearing tickets,

Every minute spent on this old pinball machine



Saving up her money to pay her tuition

"Gto a little left over", she thinks

So she pits it in the machine

Cause she's got a high score to beat



Hey Jane, I got a little money

Wanna spend it on a night away?

We'll drive until tomorrow, drive a mile for all our sorrows



Hey Jane, I know you're hungry honey

But I promis you that things will change

Just don;t let your life's income determine your life's outcome



She had a good job that she traded for cocaine

Everyday became the same

And yesterdays were celebrated but forgotton so fast



Cause everyone around her surrounds her in excess

She's trying harder to convince herself

That all her better days are not in the past

And that this paycheck's gonna last