My First Kiss

I said no more teachers and no more books,
I gotta kiss under the bleachers,
Hoping that nobody looks.
Lips like licorice, tongue like candy,
Excuse me, miss, but can I
get you out your panties?
In the back of the car, n 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 you say
oooooo… oooo
Well my first kiss went a little like this,
I said no more sailors and no more soldiers,
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 you say
oooooo… oooo
My first kiss went a little like this
(smooch) — and twist, (smooch) — and twist
My first kiss went a little like this
(smooch) — and twist, (smooch) — 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 you say
oooooo… oooo
(Kesha,)