We met upon a hill, the night was cool and still
She sucked my dormant will
Mother,she blew my brain,I will go back again
My God,she shook my cold
I had no time to spare,I grabber her golden hair
And threw her to the ground
Father,she caved, Oh Lord,the things she said
My God,she should be told.
I was very smart,broke the gentle hearts
Of many young virgins
I was quick on the ball,left them so lonely
They`d just give up trying
Then she took my head, smashed it up,
Left my young blood rising,
Crushed me mercilessly,kept me going around
So she didn`t know how I crave her so
I`ll give me love in vain,to reach that peak again
We met upon a hill
Mother,she blew my brain,I will go back again
My God, she shook me cold.