Katy Kerlan was my first kiss I was only five years-old and she hit me with her purse I had braces on my legs and I almost fell down And from that day moving forward I´ve been petrified of blondes
Oh Patricia, she was my first love She sat eight rows behind me and I couldn´t breathe I gave her Pink Floyd - Animals when we were in 6th grade And it was on her turntable when I met her on Sunday
Her mom was gone, we were listening to Dogs She reached down my pants and discovered I was bald And when I touched her down there she was blossoming and soft And the next day in school she ignored me in the hall
Shelly and Amber gave me my first taste
I went down on them both at Amber´s parents´ place We were drunk as skunks and high on Darvon And they gave me a bath and I stumbled on home
Mary Anne was my first fuck She slide down between my legs and oh my god she could suck I went with her friend first but I couldn´t get it in And when she caught me with Mary Anne her heart was broken
Mary Anne got cold and abruptly broke it off For a guy with sweatpants and a pickup truck I begged her not to dump me and I pleaded no But her body language told me it was time for me to go
The guy with the truck picked me up and brought me home I sat down at my piano and my spirit was low But I pulled myself together and I played a few notes Now I was the one who got their heart broke
I met a girl named Deborah, she lived on the canal She made me eggs in the morning, she was such a sweet gal And we went to Red Lobster and we went to Tangier´s She had motherly love, she was warm and she cared She was a beautiful girl and she had a big heart But I drifted away because there wasn´t that spark
Oh the complicated mess of sex and love When you give that first stinger, you´re the one who gets stung And when you lose control and how good it feels to cum And when you pant like a dog getting into someone
Oh rejection, how it hurts so much When you can´t love the one you´ve been longing to touch And they´re onto something else and it don´t feel right And you wonder if they´re coming together all night
The nature of attraction cycles on and on And nobodyâs right, and nobodyâs wrong
Our early life shapes the types to whom we are drawn Itâs a complicated place, this planet weâre on