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Fast Food and a Drive in Movie

Fast food and a drive in movie
Fumbling in the dark
Young love on ecstasy
The flip of a button
The zip of a fly
Innocence replaced by confusion
Answers replaced by questions

Is this it?
Am I doing it right?
Does she like it too?
Is it supposed to be over so soon?
What does all this mean?
Do I now owe her something of myself?
Does she owe me?
Am I cool now?
Am I a man now?

Lost in confusion yet thrilled at the conquest
Moving quickly to hide uncertainty
Bravery and machismo can be the only thing seen
Sure babe, I do this all the time,
I’m macho, I’m a man

A scared little boy fumbling in the dark stumbles upon a false manhood

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