Down this wild street walks, walks a child with no trace   Of ever being as young as her sister is   A local neighborhood crush, the boys would hide out and watch   Her hanging washing on the line all the time      More like a woman she talks like one   She was the first girl, she was the first girl to turn the boys on   Boys, boys wrapped around her finger   So young making love was only dreaming   This girl, she's got another story   When they are gone, she blows them kisses on the wind      At the corner shop half way down the block   All the radios pumping to the way she walks   Past the fly boy's art, where her name's engraved   Sweet liberty is what it says      More like a woman she dress like one   She was the first girl, she was the first girl to turn the boys on   Boys, boys wrapped around her finger   So young making love was only dreaming   This girl, she's got another story   When they are gone, she blows them kisses on the wind      The price of puberty's got a way of showing   It doesn't come in easy stages   Her mother's face in the pot, won't ever leave it   She needs a bell to ring the changes      More like a woman she walk like one   She was the first girl, she was the first girl to turn the boys on   Boys, boys wrapped around her finger   So young making love was only dreaming   This girl, she's got another story   When they are gone, she blows them kisses on the wind      Boys, boys wrapped around her finger   So young making love was only dreaming   This girl, she's got another story   When they are gone, she blows them kisses on the wind      Boys, boys wrapped around her finger   So young making love was only dreaming   This girl, she's got another story   When they are gone, she blows them kisses on the wind      Boys, boys wrapped around her finger   So young making love was only dreaming   This girl, she's got another story   When they are gone, she blows them kisses on the wind