The First Night - The Preatures

Your girl brings you fruit fresh in a basket

Your girl knows the question she don’t ask it

Your girl takes the front seat to be closer

Your girl doesn’t take much more to know her

She’ll give you the best head of your life

When you see that heavy look in her eyes

Baby like the first night

And she’s tired of waiting up for you

'Cause she’s got a lot of things to do

Like the minefield she’s treading into

Just to get her message through

You gotta know that she’s the sensitive kind

And only tenderness can reach her right

Baby like the first night

Well you don’t say to the ocean stop your motion

These waves are irrational

And you don’t say to a rosebud no not this month

Rosie you’re delusional

Your girl sticks her tongue out in a downpour

Your girl picks herself up off the floor

Your girl by now she knows the score and

She’s there waiting at your door

Can you honestly say you’re tired

When she’s standing there like a bride

Ready for the first night

Love her like the first night

Love her like the first night

Or it’ll be the last time