i met her in the eleventh grade
she was already on some secret probation
a mother's nightmare, a father's dream
she was egyptian to me
took me an hour just to get myself brave
i called her up at her mother's house
my voice was shaking
we were suspended
on the line
'til she said, okay fine
it was my first time
being one to choose
it was the hardest thing
i ever had to do
we drove around santa monica
too young and broke
to go in the places people go to
not much was open
at 9pm i took her home
and we hung out
she knew a lot more about it than me
took my hand and showed me things
it wasn't guilty
or dirty
it was tender
a little awkward
and i came
it was my first time
it was her third
i think we both did fine
but it got better after that
the velvet underground was playing
heroin
that might sound inappropriate
but it's such a beautiful song
and we weren't doing anything wrong
or maybe we were
and that turned us on
it was my first time
i think she could tell
but she kept me on
and she taught me well