3OH!3:
My first went a little like this
(Smooch) - And twist, (smooch)- and twist

Kesha:
My first kiss went a little like this
(Smooch) - And twist, (smooch)- and twist

3OH!3:
I said no more teachers and no more books,
I gotta kiss under the bleachers*,
Hoping that nobody looks.
Lips like licorice, tongue like candy,
Excuse me, miss, but can I
get you out your panties?

In the back of the car, оn the way to the bar
I got you on my lips (I got you on my lips),
At the foot of the stairs
With my fingers in your hair,
Baby this is it

Chorus:
She won't ever get enough
Once she gets a little touch,
If I had it my way
You know that I’d make you say
oooooo... oooo

Kesha:
Well my first kiss went a little like this,
I said no more sailors and no more soldiers,
With your name in a heart
Tattooed up on the shoulders,
Your kiss is like whiskey,
It gets me drunk,
And I wake up in the morning
With the taste of your tongue

In the back of the car, on the way to the bar
I got you on my lips (I got you on my lips),
At the foot of the stairs
With my fingers in your hair,
Baby this is it