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• Her Breast Were Still Small

Her breasts were still small
when she put her hand,
her left hand, in my pants

The scene was the grass
The grass by the lake on august the 12th, 1988

We have been drinking all day
the liquor she stole
from my daddy's shelf

Her breasts were still small
when she put her hand,
her left hand, in my pants

She was so nervous she shook
when I kissed her nipples she shook
she was so nervous she she shook

She whispered "you were the first"
I never told her she was the first for me, too

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