Bag of Fritos

I ate a whole bag of fritos
Waiting for you to call
I sat there singin your tunes
As I wandered around the mall

My keyboard shortcut is faded and worn and my lonelyness is making me blue.
I got it bad and I wish that I had just a little ol’ letter from you.

I followed you all over LA…you promised
you’d never forget.
The stage was so big I was buried
And I cherish the day that we met.

I ate a whole bag of fritos, waiting for you to get real.
You said that you like it in Denver
So I went to see how it feels…