was i

Madeleine Peyroux

Sweet young thing of sixteen
Thought I?d step out one night
I longed to get the thrilling life i?ve missed
I met a youth
A bit uncouth
Although he seemed alright
I knew him by the moment when we kissed

Then I got home, next day with a swollen head
My girlfriend asked if i?d had fun I said,
?was I drunk?
was he handsome?
Did momma give me hell?
Did I get a thrill?
Am I full of quiver?
Was he rough?
Did I care?
Am I glad I fell?
Every time I think of him do I shiver?
Was he hot?
And was I?
And would he stand for maybe?
He would not?
Did I lie?
Does he still think i?m a baby?
If I was, am I still?
Do I care?
Don?t be silly
Was I drunk?
Was he handsome?
And did momma give me hell?

Was I drunk?
Was he handsome?
Did momma give me hell?
With his hands loose as no refusin?
Did he fight?
Was I blue?
Almost shamed to tell
And I don?t know yet the system he was usin?

Well I said, stop, please, behave!
Well what?s the use of breathin??
He said, give
So I gave
After all, what was I savin??
Am I glad?
Holy gee,
Have I had fun, you?re askin? me?
Was I drunk?
Was he handsome?
And did momma give me hell??