The Saturday Boy - Billy Bragg

I'll never forget the first day I met her

That September morning was clear and fresh

The way she spoke and laughed at my jokes

The way she rubbed herself

Against the edge of my desk

She became a magic mystery to me

And we'd sit together in double

History twice a week

And some days we'd walk the same way home

And it's surprising how quick

A little rain can clear the streets

We dreamed of her and compared our dreams

But that was all that I ever tasted

She lied to me with her body you see

And I lied to myself 'bout the chances I'd wasted

The times that we were close
Were far and few between
In the darkness at the dances in the school canteen
Did she close her eyes as I did
When we held each other tight
And la la means I love you

She danced with me and I still hold that memory
Soft and sweet
And I stare up at her window
As I walk down her street
But I never made the first team,
I just made the first team laugh
And she never came to the phone,
She was always in the bath
In the end it took me a dictionary
To find out the meaning of unrequited
While she was giving herself for free
At a party to which I was never invited

I never understood my failings then
And I hide my humble hopes now
Thinking back she made us want her
A girl not old enough to shave her legs

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