Lyrics
I know it's going to happen.
Might happen tonight
Your parents are out,
and we both will get high.
We'll sit close on the couch,
watching TV,
inching closer and closer,
our knees start to touch.
Your hand rests on mine.
Is that the sign?
My heartbeat's gone crazy,
now what do we do?
Who makes the first move?
It's so fucking scary.
What do I do with my tongue?
What do I do with my tongue?
When they go for the kiss, and I open my lips
What do I do with the tongue?
What do I do with my hands?
Where do they go to and land?
Your back or your hip?
How firm is the grip?
What do I do with my hands?
Do I open my eyes?
Or do they stay closed?
Do I stay silent, let out a moan?
I just don't wanna be gross
I don't fucking know.
La La La La La La La x 2
When they go for the kiss, and I open my lips, what do you do with my tongue?
Mary was getting closer. Was she just drunk?
If I made a mistake, it would be complete social suicide.
What do I do with my tongue? I still don't know.
What do I do with my tongue?
When they go for the kiss and I open my lips
What do I do with the tongue?
Finally, our mouths were inches apart.
I felt sick.
And then
I puked on her lap.