Tony's Lips

My freshman year of college, I had it bad for a Weezer-loving guy named Anthony. Happily, we became friends and still listen to Weezer. =W=

I wonder if you sing Weezer's "Jamie" in the shower.

Y'know - seeing as it's her name and all;

And Rivers singing "I love you so much" helps the cause.

Even though the Jamies are different people, I see the same sentiments

Alive between you two.

All that hand-holding makes me so nauseous

And sends a shockwave down to my skivvies.

I wish my name was Jamie, the object of your and Rivers' affections.

Too bad I'm none of the 3 P's:

Perky, Popular, and Pretty damn gorgeously cute.

Instead I look more like Van Gogh's severed ear

Or Kurt Cobain's smashed guitar.

I'd like to see you in the shower one day.

Just show up with my rubber ducky and a smile.

Your surprise would grant me my unattainable wish:

To hear my name slide from your tongue and land on your lips.