For Adrian

a song—folk—key of A

we met on the road
by the maple tree on 223
where the pretty girls swung
while they hear the preacher's tongue
the cop car passed us
and we hid inside the overgrown grass
rolling all around
until we kissed the ground

like a cartoon or a clown
we both laughed at this town
how we longed and longed to drive away
still your skin was never tight
and mine was never right
so you'll stay
and i'll go away

then i drove you home
where your mother gave me biscuits
and said how nice i was
and we just grinned because
we both knew what
we were doing when the cop drove by
and it wasn't pure
but were sure

like a cartoon or a clown
we both laughed at this town
how we longed and longed to drive away
still your skin was never tight
and mine was never right
so you'll stay
and i'll go away

we met again in your car
said that you'd gone way too far

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