I was a very honest girl,
Polite and reserved,
My virginity was mine,
My pride, and all that other shit.
But I gave in to no one,
Kept myself, much as I could,
Only, at my own cost,
Sex gnawed away at my bullshit.
Oh, how I want a real man,
To leave me black and blue,
To caress me everywhere,
But just not clasp at my zipper.
But if he really pesters me,
And hints at anything,
I'll tell him 'no,' but, at least,
Agree to a blowie.
It's a wonderful word, 'blowie,'
It's a wonderful word, 'blowie,'
It's a wonderful word, 'blowie.'
Now I'm getting married soon,
My husband will respect me,
I was just a girl, after all,
I was just protecting my hymen.
And girls, listen to what I tell you,
Save yourself for your groom,
Don't agree to that, no,
But, bravely, give him a blowie,
Oh-oh!
Yes, It's a wonderful word, 'blowie,'
It's a wonderful word, 'blowie,'
It's a wonderful word, 'blowie.'