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