Ten tons against me and you've gone I put your favorite records on And sit around It spins around And you're around again Struck dumb while drugs run at how high reeds Cue every memory at half-speeds Just like... charles, hold-me-downs I'm-coming sounds Cut crap, who's filling shoes like these anymore? Past clumsy crushes beneath Thrill Pier Hopes pinned to poses honed in men's room mirrors A sophomore at Brown She worked Lost & Found I put your face on her all year From five rows of photos when you wrote Of posed you, dressed blue, a backyard boat Signed at the bottom with this quote: (#4 North Shore) a cape may address Your new one I guess 'All's well in hell and all here's hoping' She sends kisses Some signed 'with Love, Beth oooooo xxxxx' She sends kisses Same old beth - some signed 666 Our shore town knockdown sure was fun Yeah, white trash, what have you I fired replies back gun by gun Past Seven Wrecks I read your four answers: 1. your move 2. I'm tres involved 3. move on 4. love, Beth I walk it down This tourist town 'Just thought I'd' calls Just friends She sends kisses And all at once back doors blow open She sends... in envelopes stamped w/ 'Hope & Hearts' - ripped right open She sends... But I'm corrupt - I wrote back good luck