I remember well when I got the call
I’ve been such a good boy
I didn’t wanna take a walk along the Chicago pier
With that cute girl who offered
That’s cause I was being true to her
The one back home
Little did I know I was soon to become toast
A day or two later on the phone
She advised I was history
That was that
She broke my little 17-year-old heart
That was that

That was then
This is now
I’m over her
But it still *****
When you give your heart
Only to find it’s not secure
And she takes up
With your best friend