Ariel

By dean friedman







Way on the other side of the hudson,

Deep in the bosom of suburbia,

I met a young girl, she sang mighty fine,

Tears on my pillow and ave maria.

Standing by the waterfall in paramus park

She was working for the friends-of-bai

She was collecting quarters in a paper cup.

She was looking for change and so was i.





She was a jewish girl. i fell in love with her.

She wrote her number on the back of my hand.

I called her up, i was all out of breath, i said,

"come hear me play in my rock and roll band.

I took a shower and i put on my best blue jeans.

I picked her up in my new vw van.

She wore a peasant blouse with nothing underneath.

I said, "hi". she said, "yeah, i guess i am."





Ariel