i saw your picture in a paper, honeymoon in jamaica, she's a lucky girl
you look so grown up in your black tux, from a ball cap in a pick up, seems like another world
you and me and our big dreams, falling in love
we were two kids in the backseat, all fearless and young

i got the first kiss and she'll get the last
she's got the future, and i got the past
i got the class ring, she got the diamond and wedding band
i got the boy, and she got the man

yeah there's the old you that i knew,
fake ids to get into those spring break bars
back woods on a four wheel, hanging on tight, i can still feel my racing heart
and now you're cleaned up with a hair cut, nice tie and shoes
if things were different and i had a choice, which would i choose?

i got the first kiss and she'll get the last
she's got the future and i got the past
i got the class ring, she got the diamond and wedding band
i got the boy and she got the man

i got the first kiss and she’ll get the last
we each got something, the other will never have
i got the long hair, hot head
she got the cool and steady hand
i got the boy and she got the man
i got the boy and she got the man