I will never love you like I love Joe Strummer
she said and I said that’s ok I won’t either
Our lips were there in the rearview mirror
and if you were in the backseat maybe it would have looked
like a movie from the 1990s you know,
overexposed like that We were both mouthing our Strummer love
and Sam said how many times
do we say his name
What I said Like Bloody Mary she said and I said Oh
Like Bloody Mary
It wasn’t even dark and he never of course showed up
but it was ok
So we go to a thrift store Sam is wearing this kids shirt
and prancing around like how
a rabid horse might look
I say I love you rabid horse
and she says
This place is terrible let’s go buy records It is terrible
And at the record store there’s Joe fucking Strummer & we don’t
say anything ‘cause we’re trying to be cool
but Sam pokes me and says I told you it would
work I told you