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Now I've never stepped through the doors of a barroom or tasted the flavor of wine
And I've never danced to the songs on a jukebox or held someone that wasn't mine
But there's always the first time and if you don't change
Then I guess the first time can't be arranged can't be arranged
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Now I've never dressed for the eyes of the stranger to sow seeds of l*st in his mind
And I've never walked down backroad of temptation to leave dirty footprints behind
But there's always the first time...