A dangerous subject
I won’t say what I did
Let’s just say
That I was only a kid
Of nineteen…
Was out on the beer
Full of jeer
But when I made it home
Things turned queer
Not like THAT
But a lot more
The girl I was with
Didn’t know which way
To look
I swear to God
Out her front door
I snuck
If I told you
You’d laugh
Then you’d vomit
And I might just have to
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