The sun hadn't set, but the moon was on the rise
In the dressing room at Kohl's, I discovered I had thighs
I was transfixed by my reflection on that fateful day
In my very first miniskirt my hips began to sway

I watched the moon grow higher in the darkening sky
While I broke the heart of a boy who was too shy
To kiss me on the lips once I learned how to flirt
To do anything but blush when I wore my miniskirt

The moon watched from it's peak as the tease became a slut
In a Puerto Rican's closet with a door that wouldn't shut
And a bunch of drunken virgins laughed and listened through the wall
They heard the miniskirt hit the floor; I couldn't hear at all

Because it dawned on me
That you really can't keep your dignity
When your ass is on display
For a kid who doesn't know your face
But the miniskirt still wouldn't let me say

I don't

Want

To

Have sex with you, but I really, really wish
You'd at least lie and say you loved me though I gotta confess
That I don't even like you and you kind of smell like fish
And even though I'd rather not, the miniskirt said yes