First Time Around - Al Kooper

Oh laughin' lightly it was night time

She held my hand & she took me down

While askin' strangers for the right time

We walked outside the leering lights of town

And slowly as it dawned on me that I’d never be the same

I bit my lip so hard it bled and I softly called her name

With hands as smooth as morning raindrops

She soaked my body head to toe

She asked me «Now?»

and I said «Not yet, luv…»

«But when it’s time you’ll be the first to know…»

And soon the man inside me quickly surfaced to the top

And cryin' out for help I found it much too late to stop

With eyes as wide as lighthouse searchlights

I tried my best to act demure

But she could not contain her laughter

As she told me «All that glitters is not pure…»

And knowing that for certain

It was lost upon the ground

I hope you find it easy

When it’s your first time around