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First (c) Townley/Miller

(1)

She was new at school and had me
From the second that we met
Had front porch eyes, a next door smile
My sophomore Juliet
Yeah, we spent all September
Learnin bout love at lookout ridge
Still can taste that cherry chapstick
She put on her lips

(chorus)

First crush, first kiss
First swing, first miss
First beer on your breath with dad waiting on the steps
First smoke, first car
First scar carved on your heart
They’re the ones that last for better or for worse
Nobody forgets their first


(2) 
She loved how the seats laid back
In that Civic dad helped me buy
McDonalds got most of my weekends
While I paid him back every dime
It had a bad clutch and a little  rust
But got me to some memories
Like me and her hand surfing
In that teenage freedom breeze

(repeat chorus)

(bridge)

By December, she dumped me 
for the third string quarterback
I’d never felt a hurt as deep as that


(repeat chorus)