My First Kiss - 3OH!3, Kesha

I said no more teachers and no more books,

I gotta kiss under the bleachers,

Hoping that nobody looks.

Lips like licorice, tongue like candy,

Excuse me, miss, but can I

get you out your panties?

In the back of the car, n the way to the bar

I got you on my lips (I got you on my lips),

At the foot of the stairs

With my fingers in your hair,

Baby this is it

She won’t ever get enough

Once she gets a little touch,

If I had it my way

You know that I’d make you say

oooooo… oooo

Well my first kiss went a little like this,

I said no more sailors and no more soldiers,

With your name in a heart

Tattooed up on the shoulders,

Your kiss is like whiskey,

It gets me drunk,

And I wake up in the morning

With the taste of your tongue

In the back of the car, on the way to the bar

I got you on my lips (I got you on my lips),

At the foot of the stairs

With my fingers in your hair,

Baby this is it

She won’t ever get enough

Once she gets a little touch,

If I had it my way

You know that I’d make you say

oooooo… oooo

My first kiss went a little like this

(smooch) — and twist, (smooch) — and twist

My first kiss went a little like this

(smooch) — and twist, (smooch) — and twist

She won’t ever get enough

Once she gets a little touch,

If I had it my way

You know that I’d make you say

oooooo… oooo

(Kesha,)