Band Camp

Well, the first time I ever laid eyes on you

Was my first year at marching band camp

You never played the part as it was written

You would always vamp

You was always cracking me up

Messing with the band director

Mocking the tuba parts

In your upper register

If I knew then what I know now

You shouldn't've even been talking to me

Just a lowly freshman

And you the undisputed queen of the senior class

Without question

Yet at the band hangout Ruth's restaurant

We sat together in a corner booth

We got our burgers for free

Because you was kin to Ruth

If I knew then what I know now

You always had a little something

Hidden in your instrument case

We would be practically making out

On the bus home from the way games

Once you soaked a tampon in some serious vodka

Wore it to school

Second period science lab

You fell right off your stool

If I knew then what I know now

I didn't go to your graduation

I just couldn't find the strength

And I had to throw my yearbook in the dumpster

Because it was haunting me

The very next time I ever laid eyes on you

It was practically Christmas

You already looked like a whole different person

Just like much older sister

If I knew then what I know now

I still never, never, never would've

Seen that coming