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