Tytuł: Virgin

• Wykonawca: The Beautiful South
• Wyświetleń: 200

And I think that I wish I was virgin
   And I smile and I think of you
   And my first, very first entry
   Clumsy and romantic
   My special mix in you
   Clumsy like the first step
   Clumsy like the first conker off the tree
   And romantic, like the wind that cuts your hair
   And romantic, like the glass
   that holds your drink
   Clumsy and romantic
   My special mix in you
  
   And I think that I wish I was young
   And I smile and I think of you
   And my first, very first true kiss
   Defensive and so coy
   Defensive like the jacket
   that holds your weight
   Defensive like the hat that holds you hair
   And coy like the first kiss,
   the kiss that first made you coy
   And coy like the tears,
   the tears that made you coy
   So gentle, so gentle it made you strong
   It made you strong, like the first kiss
   Clumsy and romantic,
   so gentle it made you strong
   Clumsy and romantic,
   the kiss that made you strong