Pink is the New Black

Put your MP3 player on shuffle, and write down the first line of the first twenty songs. Post the poem that results. The first line of the twenty-first is the title.

Drivin’ Through Town Just My Boy and Me
Don’t you remember
Stay low
Baby I don’t understand
Ah ah, ah ha.. Ah ah, ah ha...
you took your coat off and stood in the rain
when I saw you buyin’ Cosmo and a Hot Rod magazine
here come ol’ flat top
like a movie scene
i set out on a narrow way many years ago
you spend an awful lot of time in Massachusetts
i’m through with standing in line
i felt the rush of the Rio Grande into Yellowstone
you’ve got a way with me
my Jesus, my Savior
i want to be the face you see when you close your eyes
Que que na-to-ra
standing in the spotlight
i remembered black skies, the lightening all around me
i’m just a blank sheet of paper
baby when I look at you with your hair fallin’ down and your baby blues