I saw you on the street the other day. But it wasn't the you of today. It was you of ten years ago.
You thought you were a punk rocker, a skater chick, a riot grrl. You had green hair. You wore baggy jeans and an attitude that would take the sneer off even Johnny Lydon's face.
Now, you are 30 pounds heavier, think Sting's new album isn't half bad, have a subscription to Martha Stewart's Living and drive an SUV.
This girl, both you and not you, had green hair, baggy jeans and is what I think they call a raver.
She didn't have an attitude at all - probably because of all the Ecstasy.
I knew she wasn't you - I haven't lost it that much.
But the same lines worked on her that worked on you ten years ago.
And her hair smelled the same – a mix of Manic Panic and sweat.
And her lips tasted the same – a mix of Camel Lights and Big Red.
And when she screamed out that night, it was my name her neighbors heard.
This really could be a Manic Street Preachers lyric. I don't really like them, but I like this post.
by Max at September 5, 2001 3:27 PM
So (humpf) does this mean you got laid??? haha Just kidding! :0)
by Pristine at September 5, 2001 4:42 PM
by Charles at September 5, 2001 9:58 PM