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My first kiss was...
later than sooner.
I was sixteen and that little silly moustache.
She came to me
Luckily, because if it was up to me
maybe I would still be more virgin than Mary.
But we all get our chance
where there's not way out.
She told me: "I hope that's your phone"
when my trousers started to shake
and I told her: "No, baby, that's my manhood
it's been sixteen years hidden."
On our way home we stopped at many doors
and I could unfasten her just a few buttons.
That's why I went pee
you guys can't imagine
the pain I had in the wallet.
When a cop came and told me:
"But, boy, what are you doing, peeing in the sidewalk?"
She took 5 seconds to answer to the police:
"I don't even know him"
Exactly the same time I took to
save my weed, concealing, in her bag.
My first kiss was...
kinda contradictory
it's true, it was pleasure
And a pain of a thousand demons
Because I never thought
it would hurt that much the very first time.
You stay more horny
than the trident's guy.
And finally the sad moment came
the sad goodbye.
She gave me her number to call her
and it turned out to be the Chinese restaurant ones
and when I called asked for Yolanda
a Chinese guy read me the varieties of fried rice.
Lightning began to flas
on the top of my head, like if in a cartoon
I lived sad and desolate with the only solace
I've touched your... noses.
When your father discovered in your bag
a suspect smell came from Netherlands.
The following weekend
when we saw
she didn't want to say hello.
When I told her naughtyly
"Babe, I'm your soda,
shake me before use me."
And that's how my first love story went
The worst part of it, is time passes by and I haven't improved too much.
I still being that spindly kid...
What is true is that I have never kissed again
and I won't do it again with the eyes closed.
That's only for lovers who spend their lives in their own bubble
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