Popsicle Delight from Saxonville by AJ LaSalle

You're sitting close to the telephone,
Breaking hearts in a mellow tone,
But you've melted your popsicle delight,
And you have such a way with words,
And honey there's a recipe,
And I'm the perfect spice you need
To keep you up all day,

Don't tell me what to say,
Just tell me what you want from me, baby,
If I could be the man for you, I'll try,
Seems that we so easily deny,
A similar thing could happen to you and I.

You're tuckered out, but you're still awake,
10PM no, it's not too late,
To bring me back,
Into the web of desire,
And you have such a way to make me want,
Honey don't be a tease,
I'm just simply here to please,
But I've really got to be on my way,

Don't tell me what to say,
Just tell me what you want from me, baby,
If I could be the man for you, I'll try,
Seems that we so easily deny,
A similar thing could happen to you and I,

Don't tell me what the fuck to say.

• Alternative
• acoustic guitar
• easylistening
• guitar
• singer-songwriter
• Framingham