Well, she was just seventeen (you know what I mean),
and her fishnet tights were way beyond repair;
so, how could I glance at another
when I saw her downy hair?

Well, she looked at me, and I at once could see
that she wore no undies nor a brassiere.
I could not glance at another
when I saw her scanty hair.

My heart beat fast
when she ambled past
and she raised her skirt up high;

so, we went back to my place, and she sat upon my face,
and she told me she was still at school and where;
now, I dare not glance at another
since I saw her pubic hair.

My heartbeat rose
when she touched her toes
right before my very eye.

Well, I have been forlorn since I learned when she was born,
and so now I have to exercise real care;
It seems that years ago I knew her mother,
and I saw her pubic hair.