Carol Gillespie, cont.
she even wrote a song on it,
that she'd seen it in a magazine from out West
where she wishes she were now
instead of here, at Lamar's,
to which I tell her lighten up, at least
she's getting paid, and not just in copies,
to which she gives me a look like
Well, well, what do we have here?
So I say, Why don't we stay in touch,
send each other some stuff
from time to time, but of course
neither of us does and then four years later
I get a call from her, she's in town, she says,
playing at the Hyatt, she'd like to see me,
Her little boy Randy is with her,
He's six now, Remember Randy?
and I tell her, Oh, yeah, sure
but all the time I'm thinking,