Tribeca Her Breasts Were Still Small
Her breasts were still small, when she put her hand,
her left hand in my pants
the scene were the grass, the grass by the lake on august
the 12th, 1988
we had been drinking all day, the liqueur she stole from
her daddy’s shelf
Her breasts were still small, when she put her hand,
her left hand in my pants
Ahhh
She was so nervous she shook, when I kissed her nipples
she shook,
she was so nervous she shook
she whispered ‘you are the first’ I never told her, she
was the first for me too
Ahhh
