gravy fries

and dirty lollipops

i love the way that sounds

and everything else you said.

i read your letter

on sunday morning in one

of those "cheesequake-type"

rest areas that  jersey is so famous for

on the border of delaware

too far away to turn back



and give you that kiss

that i was waiting for you to ask for

and that you deserved.

If only just for having lips like that.



If only you made one gesture

or sat a little closer.

Touched my arm or

looked at me for longer

than what's appropriate  i would been all over you.



I guess my vibe was not

as powerful as i had thought it was

or you wouldn't have been able to

resist my charms.



I've listened to your tape a million times (okay, not that many  but a whole lot)

over the past few days, actually its in my tape player right now.



I wanted to hear what you sounded like  in arizona. Where its warmer.



Thanks to nathan (purepunk@msn.com) for these lyrics