It was labor day weekend I was seventeen, I bought a coke and some gasoline. and I drove out to the county fair. when I saw her for the first time she was standint there in the ticket line, and it all started right then and there oh a sailors sky made a perfect sunset and thats the day I'll never forget.
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I had a BBQ stain on my white t-shirt, she was killin me in that mini skirt, skippin rocks on the river by the railroad tracks, she had a sun tan line, and red lip stick, I worked so hard for that first kiss and a heart don't forget somethin like that.
It was five years later on a southbound plain I was headin down to New Orleans, to meet some friends of mine for the Mardi Gras, when I heard a voice from the past comin from a few rows back and when I looked I couldn't believe just what I saw, she said I bet ya remember me and I said only every other memory.
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I had a BBQ stain on my white t-shirt, you were killin me in that mini skirt, skippin rocks on the river by the railroad tracks, you had a suntan line and red lipstick I worked so hard for that first kiss and a heart don't forget somethin like that.
Like an old photograph, time can make up feelin pain, but the memory of the first love never fades away.
I had a BBQ stain on my white t-shirt, she was killin me in that mini skirt, skippin rocks on the river by the railroad tracks, she had a sun tan line and red lipstick, I worked so hard for that first kiss and a heart don't forget noO, a heart don't forget I said, a heart don't forget, somethin like tha'at.
ohhh not somethin like that...