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First Time

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 15.10.2012

One two three four!

Hello,
this is John Plain speaking.
I want everyone of you
to have my babies.

Oh, oh oh oh, it's my first time!
Oh, oh oh oh, please be kind!
Oh, oh oh oh, don't hurt me!
Oh, oh oh oh!

I met her last Friday -
at the local dance.
She was across the room -
I caught her glance.
We started dancing -
and before, you know,
I took her to my place -
where we was alone.

She said:
Oh, oh oh oh, it's my first time!
Oh, oh oh oh, please be kind!
Oh, oh oh oh, don't hurt me!
Oh, oh oh oh!

I didn't know what to say,
I didn't want to hurt her in anyway.
I looked in her big brown eyes
filled with tears, she was trying to say

She said:
Oh, oh oh oh, it's my first time!
Oh, oh oh oh, please be kind!
Oh, oh oh oh, don't hurt me!
Oh, oh oh oh, don't hurt me!

Oh, oh oh oh, es ist mein erstes Mal!
Oh, oh oh oh, bitte sei nicht allzu hart!
Oh, oh oh oh, don't hurt me!
Oh, oh oh oh, it's my first time!
Again.


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