Kisses on The Wind

<br>Down this wild street walks<br><br>Walks a child with no trace<br><br>Of ever being as young as her sister is<br><br>A local neighborhood crush the boys would hide out and watch<br><br>Her hanging washing on the line all the time<br><br><br><br>Chorus:<br><br>More like a woman she talks like one<br><br>She was the first girl, she was the first girl<br><br>To turn the boys on<br><br>Boys boys<br><br>Wrapped around her finger<br><br>So young<br><br>Making love was only dreaming<br><br>This girl shes got another story<br><br>When they are gone she blows them kisses on the wind<br><br><br><br>At the corner shop half way down the block<br><br>All the radios pumping to the way she walks<br><br>Past the fly boys art where her names engraved<br><br>Sweet liberty is what it says<br><br><br><br>Chorus:<br><br><br><br>The price of pubertys got<br><br>A way of showing<br><br>It doesnt come in easy stages<br><br>Her mothers face in the pot<br><br>She wont ever leave it<br><br>She needs a bell to ring the changes<br><br><br><br>Chorus...