Jimmy Ray McGee, used to lean on his old Corvette Light up a cigarette And ask, why hadn't loved him yet Jimmy Ray McGee was the first-string quarterback A real and that's a fact But I wasn't having none of
Can't remember all the times on a Saturday night on my parents couch Had the house to ourselves sittin' through a movie and making out He said, I had something that he couldn't live without it And can't say, I didn't think about
Jimmy Ray McGee asked me to the senior prom But I went on another boy's arm Heard he made someone else a mom Oh, Jimmy Ray McGee disappeared from our Another daddy out running Doing everything but settling down Oh, yeah
When I was seventeen thought, I thought too much 'bout the choices I made the clothes I wore, to the friends I picked, to the boys I'd date I guess in end it was worth all the worry Though it hurts to wait, it can hurt worse to hurry
Jimmy Ray McGee used to lean on his old Corvette Light up a cigarette And ask, why I hadn't him yet