Walks a child with no trace
Of ever being as young
As her sister is
A local neighborhood crush
The boys would hide out and watch
Her hanging washing
On the line all the time
More like a woman
She talks like one
She was the first girl
She was the first girl
To turn the boys on
Boys, boys
Wrapped around her finger
So young
Making love was only dreaming
This girl, she's got another story
When they are gone
She blows them kisses on the wind
At the corner shop
Halfway down the block
All the radios pumping
To the way she walks
Past the fly boys arm
Where her name's engraved
Sweet liberty is what it says
More like a woman
She dressed like one
She was the first girl
She was the first girl
To turn the boys on
Boys, boys
Wrapped around her finger
So young
Making love was only dreaming
This girl, she's got another story
When they are gone
She blows them kisses on the wind
The price of puberty's
Got a way of showing
It doesn't come in easy stages
Her mother's face in the pot
Won't ever leave it
She needs a bell
To ring the changes
More like a woman
She walked like one
She was the first girl
She was the first girl
To turn the boys on
Boys, boys
Wrapped around her finger
So young
Making love was only dreaming
This girl, she's got another story
When they are gone
She blows them kisses on the wind

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