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