As a sweet young thing of sixteen Thought I'd step out one night I longed to get the thrill in life i'd missed I met a youth, a bit uncouth Although he seemed alright I knew him, but a moment when we kissed
When I got home next day with a swollen head My girlfriend asked if I had fun, I said Was I drunk? Was he handsome? And did my ma give me hell? Did I get a thrill and am I full of quiver? Was he rough? Did I care? And am I glad I fell? Ev'ry time I think of him, do I shiver? Was he hot? And was I? And would he stand for maybe? He would not, did I lie? Does he still think i'm a baby? If I was, am I still? Do I care? Don't be sill! Was I drunk? Was he handsome? And did my ma give me hell?
Was I drunk? Was he handsome? And did my ma give me hell?
With his hands loose and no refusin' Did he fight? Was I blue? And almost 'shamed to tell I don't know yet the system he was usin'
I said, stop, please, behave! Now what's the use of ravin' He said, give, so I gave After all, what was I savin'?
Am I glad? Holy gee! Have I had fun, you askin' me? Was I drunk? Was he handsome? And did my ma give me hell?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
