Labor Day weekend, I was 17
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 standing there in the ticket line
And it all started right then and there
And that's a day I'll never forget
She was killing me in that miniskirt
Skipping rocks on the river
She had a suntan line and red lipstick
I worked so hard for that first kiss
And a heart, don't forget,
I was headed down to New Orleans
When I heard a voice from the past
Coming from a few rows back
I couldn't believe just what I saw
She said, I bet you don't remember me
And I said, only every other memory
You were killing me in that mini skirt
Skipping rocks on the river
You had a suntanned line in red lipstick
I worked so hard for that first kiss
And a heart, don't forget,
time can make a feeling fade
But the memory of the first love
She was killin' me in that mini -skirt
Skippin' rocks on the river
She had a suntanned line and red lipstick
I worked so hard for that first kiss
I said, a heart don't forget
Oh, not something like that