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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