Short Skirts and Sports Bras

so, it all leads up to this,

front porch, first kiss,

god awful first date,

classic movie, classic style,

arrived at the movie and hour late,

your waiter was a drama drag named Kyle,

blow off the norm,

go to the nearest lake,

if it weren't for that god damn storm,

yeah, there are still memories to make,

in the fucking car so long,

your both singing,

conversatitions going strong,

you listen to her upbringing,

front porch, first kiss,

she leans in,

good boy, don't miss,

she's your last regret and your simple sin,

as you walk away, you call,

"second date?"

she's stunned, she yells, "make it something small"

open car door, "i'll call you, it's not that late"

she smiles,

your heart slips,

its been miles,

and your still thinking of her lips.