Lyrics

My first jingle attempt recorded back in Feb...been clogging up my Google-machine desktop since then. Figure somebody might get a kick out of it, and I need the disk space to download some new egg recipes. Enjoy!

Standing in Rehobeth
Browse-about behind me
You hardly talk to me anymore
When I ask for your notes at the end of the show
I remember when…

You couldn’t wait to email
Used to hate “vacation”
Now after columnettes and years of PTI
After blabbin’ on that radio, and info for life
Well, you just roll by me, very Narisetti-like
And you don’t send me Kind Bars anymore

Used to be so natural (used to be…)
Talk about the weather
But used-to-be’s don’t count anymore
They just lay on the floor like the Sheehan boys’ salt

Littles, I remember, all the swag you mailed me
I loved all the ice cream, and the other desserts
Well, I took all your golf balls and tickets to concerts
And the useless iTunes cards, and the used, stained t-shirts
You don’t send me Kind Bars anymore

Well you’d think you’d at least send back some Courtney vids
You don’t send egg noodles
Where’s my Castles jumpsuit?
You don’t send me Kind Bars, anymore