Jersey Girls take heart. A brand new version of your anthem has just been released with lyrics altogether different from those first moaned by The Boss 15 years ago in what was then the Byrne Arena.
And even better news? The words don’t celebrate proletarian male possessiveness and macho bluster. Instead this “Jersey Girl” is written from a woman’s point of view, telling of HER nakedly carnal yearnings down at the Jersey Shore.
She wants: “ . . . to sing by the ocean and/sleep by the sea. . . to dance in a glass room/ with someone who lives to move. . . . [who can convey] that pulse in me/ a shell for my heart// slick oily bodies/competing for attention/ . . . all sultry and salt.”
Sound good? Well it is. But the bad news for Springsteen fans is, it’s not by Bruce, . . . it’s a poem by Helen Ruggieri, contained in Under a Gull’s Wing: Poems of the Jersey Shore (Down the Shore Publishing_.
By Mark McGarrity, Star Ledger – the Newspaper for New Jersey.