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Soccer Mom

A young man's first love affair

I know that you are watching me

your secret furtive gaze

but every time I turn around

you seem to look away

did it happen way to quick for you?

Or was it just my age?

Please tell me, was it so very wrong

the games we used to play.

You always cheer and shout my name

when I run onto the field

all those voices in the stand

but it's only yours I hear

I tackle hard, I win the ball

I beat two lads and score

to you I am the hero

to me you are much more.

You said it did'nt matter

when I came against your hand

I know I was so premature

the virgin, not the man

then you took your time with me

your breasts, your lips, your mouth

we did the stuff we should'nt do

my heart began to melt.

You taught me lots of wonderous things

that I never knew before

like where to kiss and how to touch

wet doorways to explore.

You said this had to stop now

that things just had to change

that you'd always be around for me

find someone my own age.

Next week we're away at City

I know you won't be there

they say it's a six-pointer

but it's not the game I fear

i've lost the thing I love so much

I could'nt be more sad

never to hold you close again

coz you're marrying my Dad.

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