We were young and on our way somewhere
The first time. And the second. All that vodka,
The whispered view of my features in Technicolor
Both yet to be drunk down, then.
The first time and the second, all that vodka
Replaced the need for sun cream: pink-skinned women,
Both. Yet to be drunk down. Then
My friend accepts a clumsy advance - a friend-of-a-friend -
Replaced the need for sun cream. Pink-skinned, women
Stepped outside each other, smiles over cider:
My friend accepts the clumsy advance. A friend-of-a-friend
Stopped for me that time, watered the flower in my hair.
Stepped outside, each other smiles over cider.
The whispered view of my features in Technicolor
Stopped for me. That time watered the flower in my hair:
We were young and on our way somewhere.