Rachel was a year older When I was in the second grade I thought she might know everything I took her word like a golden ring I asked her how to win my man
And she said, "I know just the thing" Gave me lip gloss and a hair toss And, after school, a lesson in kissing
She called me by the name of a crush I couldn´t decide if she was Cole or Justin I think I called her baby or darling most the time
We´d take turns being seduced Imagining the day it would come into use Imagining thе day we´d start breaking hearts And taking namеs
She wanted a three-story house I wanted to live by a body of water With my children and their father Children and their father
Three sons and a beautiful daughter (Oh)
Rachel´s family moved out of town I don´t remember when we stopped hanging out But I still wear a letter R charm on my bracelet And wonder if she thinks of me as her first kiss