We've talked it to death, crying on the telephone
Nights when he drinks at home
She has to whisper through her tears
"Johnny," she says, "you'd never do those things to me."
But I can never make her see, she's wasted such precious years

"Well, you married the wrong guy" is all I ever say
He's a no good so and so, but she'll never let him go
Though she knows it will never work, she loves the jerk
She loves the jerk

He was the guy always out on the make
I guess he has what it takes to turn the heads of pretty girls
She thought he might change, the worst of us will settle down
But he couldn't stay out of town, not even for this precious pearl

Now she lives with the lies and the bumps and the bruises
He's a no good so and so, but she'll never let him go
Though she knows it will never work, she loves the jerk
She loves the jerk

I hang up the phone and I pretend she's in my arms
What I wouldn't give for just one-tenth of what she gives Mister Charming

He's a no good so and so, but she'll never let him go
Though she knows it will never work, she loves the jerk
She loves the jerk
She loves the jerk...