The Saturday Boy

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
And 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
I lied to myself 'bout the chances I'd wasted

The times 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 la la la la la 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