Jimmy McGee, used to lean on his old Corvette Light up a cigarette And ask, why I hadn't loved him yet Ray McGee was the first-string quarterback A real player 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, didn't think about it
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 hometown Another daddy 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 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 loved yet