Kisses On The Wind

[Sarah Erde:] Pero chica, mi amiga, ¿que dice? Esto es yo, esto es yo y como hablo y hablo así y hablo así contigo Down this wild street walks, walks a child with no trace Of ever being as young as her sister is A local neighborhood crush the boys would hide out and watch Her hanging washing on the line all the time [Chorus:] More like a woman, she dress like one She was the first girl She was the first girl to turn the boys on At the corner shop half way down the block All the radios pumping to the way she walks Past the fly boy's art where her name's engraved Sweet liberty is what it says [Sarah Erde:] Pero no me importa que te digo, hombre, mi amigo ?? Ok, me voy The price of puberty's got a way of showing; it doesn't come in easy stages Her mother's face in the pot, she won't ever leave it; she needs a bell to ring the changes