I think the song is about virginity and a girl is all but too eager to lose her virginity.. which she ended up doing
Kiss all your fingers... what's that for? --> trying to turn the guy on
You'll never get to heaven with your shirt all tore. ---> reference to abstinence in christianity
Cut through your finger and cut you loose.
Lost a lot of blood. Lost a lot of cool cool cool. -> blood loss of virginity
Now it ain't such a thrill. -> now you look back at losing it, its not that funny.
It gets a little dirty like the guts of a hack
and you'll never get it back, -> virginity
you'll never get the damn thing back.
Looked at a picture. Took up half a roll,
the way you went and took off half your clothes... --> something with stripping, taking nude pics for hi
and now it ain't such a thrill.
It ain't such a thrill.
It started at the back of the Shell and now it ain't such a thrill.
Running to catch up,
the last city bus,
wearing out your yellow hulla dress.
Lipstick a mess.
Your ch-cherry best. -> poppy the cherry, virginity..
Kissing on the window just to check on the red.
You know, it ain't such a thrill.
It ain't such a thrill.
It started at the back of the Shell.
Now it ain't such a thrill.
I think the song is about virginity and a girl is all but too eager to lose her virginity.. which she ended up doing
Kiss all your fingers... what's that for? --> trying to turn the guy on You'll never get to heaven with your shirt all tore. ---> reference to abstinence in christianity Cut through your finger and cut you loose. Lost a lot of blood. Lost a lot of cool cool cool. -> blood loss of virginity Now it ain't such a thrill. -> now you look back at losing it, its not that funny. It gets a little dirty like the guts of a hack and you'll never get it back, -> virginity you'll never get the damn thing back. Looked at a picture. Took up half a roll, the way you went and took off half your clothes... --> something with stripping, taking nude pics for hi and now it ain't such a thrill. It ain't such a thrill. It started at the back of the Shell and now it ain't such a thrill. Running to catch up, the last city bus, wearing out your yellow hulla dress. Lipstick a mess. Your ch-cherry best. -> poppy the cherry, virginity.. Kissing on the window just to check on the red. You know, it ain't such a thrill. It ain't such a thrill. It started at the back of the Shell. Now it ain't such a thrill.
All I can think of is the "Shell" gas station.
All I can think of is the "Shell" gas station.