I met her in the eleventh grade She was already on some secret probation A mother's nightmare, a father's dream She was egyptian to me Took me an hour just to get myself brave I called her up at her mother's house My voice was shaking We were suspended On the line 'til she said, "okay fine" It was my first time Being one to choose It was the hardest thing I ever had to do We drove around santa monica Too young and broke To go in the places people go to Not much was open At 9pm i took her home And we hung out She knew a lot more about it than me Took my hand and showed me things It wasn't guilty Or dirty It was tender A little awkward And i came It was my first time It was her third I think we both did fine But it got better after that The velvet underground was playing Heroin That might sound inappropriate But it's such a beautiful song And we weren't doing anything wrong Or maybe we were And that turned us on It was my first time I think she could tell But she kept me on And she taught me well