Songtexte First Date - Dean Friedman

by Dean Friedman

Hurry home from High School. Set the dinner table.
Straighten out the living room. Child you're in full bloom.
Draw yourself a warm bath. Douse yourself with perfume.
Slip into some soft things. Wait until the bell rings.

First date. First date. First date...

Will he want to French kiss? Will your Daddy like him?
Will you find something to say? Will you go all the way?
Do you have your I.D.? Do you look eighteen?
Are your jeans too tight? Do you look just right?

First date. First date. First date...

By chance does he know how to dance? Will you have a good time?
Will he want to see you soon, or will he want to see you sometime?

First date. First date. First date...

Will he have his own car? Will he drive you straight home?
Will he rock you to and fro? Will he go real slow?
Will he be wonderful? Will he be your true love?
Will you have any fun? Will he be the one?

First date. First date. First date...