Fake Friends

My first kiss went a little like this
And twist
And twist
I said no more teachers
And no more books
I got a kiss under the bleachers
Hoping that nobody looks
Lips like liquorish
Tongue like candy
Excuse me miss but can I get you out your panties?
In the back of the car
On the way to the bar
I got you on my lips
I got you on my lips
At the foot of the stairs
With my fingers in your hair
Baby,this is it
She won 't ever get enough
Once she gets a little touch
If I had it my way
You know that I 'd make her say
Ooooooh Ooooooh
Well my first kiss went a little like this
I said no more sailors
And no more soldier
With your name in a heart
Tattooed up on the shoulders
Your kiss is like whiskey
It gets me drunk
And I wake up in the morning with the taste of your tongue
In the back of the car
On the way to the bar
I got you on my lips
I got you on my lips
At the foot of the stairs
With my fingers in your hair
Baby,this is it
She won 't ever get enough
Once she gets a little touch
If I had it my way
You know that I 'd make her say
Ooooooh Ooooooh Ooooooh Ooooooh
My first kiss went a little like this
And twist
And twist
She won 't ever get enough
Once she gets a little touch
If I had it my way
You know that I 'd make her say
Ooooooh Ooooooh
She won ’t ever get enough
Once she gets a little touch
If I had it my way
You know that I ’d make her say