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