Jmmy Ray McGee, used to lean on his old Corvette   Light up a cigarette   And ask, why I hadn't loved him yet   Jimmy Ray McGee was 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 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 I can't say, I 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 out running around   Doing everything but settling down   Oh, yeah      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   I guess in the 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 him yet