Just another night, another bar, another town,
I was talking to myself though the guys were all around,
Then she walked up started dancing on the bar,
I showed her to my car,
All her high school friends started coming to our shows,
I admit they caught my eye and my wallet and my nose,
But no one comes close to the girl that I loved first,
Maybe I'm just cursed,
Officer I swear she said she's 19,
Didn't check her ID,
You know that you would do the same,
Finally a girl who looks up to me,
She can't see through me,
She can't see anything I don't want her to see,
We always manage to agree,
Finally I saw the light we didn't have to wait,
Come on darling pack your bags we'll move to another state,
New Mexico says you can marry at 16,
Now I got my mini-queen,
In New Mexico life is dry there's not much grass,
and my little darling earns our rent she's pumping gas,
This morning she met the cutest girl at a bar,
Guess we have to move to Utah

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Thanks to (anonymous) for correcting these lyrics. Dec 31, 2008