“And here I thought we would just be talking, little did I know we'd be taking chances in the closet. You get a little drunk and you let a little loose. I might as well shut my mouth and have a couple drinks too. You push me up against the wall, and I can feel your hips and the bittersweet movement of our lips. You whisper to me, ''I want you to be my first one and I want your first one to be me.''”
