The first time I saw your face
My heart immediately began to race
Being new in this small town
I started to ask around
All my friends said not to try
Told me you weren't my kind of guy
Still a chance I decided to take
Putting my heart again at stake
Never believing in love at first sight
Till I laid my eyes on you that night
Black shirt fedora hat and tight jeans
I wanted you by all means
Beautiful brown eyes black hair and soft lips
I'll never forget our first kiss
Still together and going strong
Holding each other all night long
Never have I been lucky
But still you can't say you love me
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