i miss the girl

daughter to the pop veneer

shining like a new mint quarter

shining like the franklin mint

seedy like the lampshade quarter

rolling with the dopes

you know

rolling with the wrong gun on you

going down to baltimore

going in an off-white honda

oh

well

i miss the girl

miss the girl

miss the girl

i want to give myself to water

speeding to the rupture line

rat-a-tatting boombox moocher

darling with the boop shuh-nai

rat-a-tatting

lose your future

oh

well

i miss the girl

miss the girl

miss the girl

i want to give myself to water

i dream that she aims to be the bloom upon my misery

she rocks mop-style

and leave the rest

and i know

i know it's not the same thing