It was Labor Day weekend, I was seventeen I bought a cork and some gasoline
I drove out to the county fair When I saw her for the first time
She was standing there in the ticket line And it all started right then and there
Oh, a sailor's sky made a perfect sunset And that's a date I'll never forget
I had a barbeque stand on my white t-shirt She was killing me in that miniskirt
Skipping rocks on the river by the railroad tracks
She had a suntan line and red lipstick I worked so hard for that first kiss
And heart, don't forget, something like that
It was five years later on a southbound plane I was headed down to New Orleans
To meet some friends of mine for the morning crawl
When I heard a voice from the past Coming from a few rows back
And when I looked, I couldn't believe just what I saw
She said, I bet you don't remember me And I said, only every other memory
I had a barbeque stand on my white t-shirt She was killing me in that miniskirt
Skipping rocks on the river by the railroad tracks
She had a suntan line and red lipstick I worked so hard for that first kiss
And heart, don't forget, something like that
Like an old photograph, time can make a feeling fade
But the memory of the first love never fades away
I had a barbeque stand on my white t-shirt She was killing me in that miniskirt
Skipping 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 heart, don't forget, no, heart, don't forget
I said, heart, don't forget, something like that
No, not something like that