Abby Jenne and the Enablers: Music

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Miller was the coolest person I have ever met. See John Donne: A Valediction; Forbidden Mourning. See also "Isis" off Bob Dylan's Desire LP. 'Nuff said.

MILLER
A. Jenne
Miller, sweet Milsey where you been all this time
I’ve been waiting and waiting for you
I’ve been working and studying and biding my time
Waiting and waiting for you

‘Cause you said once before you’d be back at my door
And say, “Get your butt packing, we’re gone,”
But that was ten years ago and we were young and naïve
And these ten years have been long

But I’ve justified and analyzed, I’ve conceptualized and heck I’ve rationalized
And I’ve found a decent theory that’s relatively clear
We were both teenagers and it was spring and all that
I guess I loved you ‘cause you ‘re named after beer

But my heart still gets stinging when I hear Neil Young singing
Or hear Dylan croon in my ear
And the more I keep thinking, the more I keep drinking
The more that I wish you were here
So Miller my Darlin, please hear me a callin
And get your ass back to the states,
‘Cause although Canada’s cool, I fucking hate school
And I don’t neither much like to wait.