Those forward girls Id foster friends Id flirt
Reciprocally keeping conscience clear
Id push and pull them tease them far and near
Id compliment a stylish dress or skirt
Another girl another high alert
I blurted under breath to friend in fear
I glanced at cleavage shadow left off leer
I froze in sudden bond I felt inert
The courage dutch top shelf olde label chic
I slipped in her adjacent bucket seat
The safety belt I clicked tight looks oblique
Ignition key turned quick the lights to beat
As car escaped that friend approved in shout
Id done too well I stood wild wayward lout
Chorus shout bellow yell
