robot talk. bleepity bloop.
i've done the turnpike
It all began at the green and white sign
the sign that's reflective at night
and can be seen from a mile back
it had me at NJTP South-Trenton
We met at 9
And later 14A
15X once...a special occassion...I wouldn't be a lady if I
shared the details
"Where do you start?" I asked
"In New York," it answered
"Funny," I replied. "So did I."
I soon traced its curves
at exit 8 I watched it bloom
with its greens and blues
that lasted into Delaware
I've seen it crack
And its left me broke and broken
I've come to accept that its not just mine alone
But I'll do the turnpike again
Just nothing permanent
We're better as friends.