Young Love

It's supposed to be special the first time
Something to remember, or so they say
But i'd prefer to forget about mine
It was bad enough to turn Posh Spice gay

Something to remember, or so they say
Scattered rose petals? Flying sparks? I wish.
It was bad enough to turn Posh Spice gay
The night I had my very first kiss

Scattered rose petals? Flying sparks? I wish
If the world stood still it was with disgust
The night I had my very first kiss
Body odour, acne and teeth unbrushed

If the world stood still it was with disgust
And I'm never likely to forget mine
Body odour, acne and teeth unbrushed
But it was certainly special, that first time.