Happy Valentine’s Day Singing Woman

Sometimes on my way to work, I see a woman singing in her car.  She is a black woman, voluptuous, with shouting ruby lipstick.  She perches cramped and ready behind the wheel of her small silver chevy sedan. The stock car stereo is always cranked, windows rolled up, loud enough so that I hear it muffled but clear as I cross the parking lot of her office.  When I first saw her she was blasting disco, this morning, r. kelly’s “you remind me of something.”

Happy Valentine’s Day, this one’s for you.

You remind me of my jeep, I wanna ride it
Something like my sound, I wanna pump it
Girl you look just like my cars, I wanna wax it
And something like my bank account
I wanna spend it, baby

Love,

Greg