And I think that I wish I was virgin
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And I smile and I think of you
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And my first, very first entry
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Clumsy and romantic
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My special mix in you
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Clumsy like the first step
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Clumsy like the first conker off the tree
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And romantic, like the wind that cuts your hair
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And romantic, like the glass that holds your drink
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Clumsy and romantic
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My special mix in you
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And I think that I wish I was young
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And I smile and I think of you
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And my first, very first true kiss
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Defensive and so coy
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Defensive like the jacket that holds your weight
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Defensive like the hat that holds you hair
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And coy like the first kiss, the kiss that first made you coy
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And coy like the tears, the tears that made you coy
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So gentle, so gentle it made you strong
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It made you strong, like the first kiss
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Clumsy and romantic, so gentle it made you strong
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Clumsy and romantic, the kiss that made you strong
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Virgin
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| The Beautiful South |
