At the corner of [Annie?] and South First Boulevard
I broke into tears
I caught you red-handed with a good-looking stranger
You were drinking Mexican beers
From behind a stoplight you couldn't see me
You were locked into his eyes
And with a shot of Patron and a raise of your glass
You would cut me down to size
On South First Boulevard

I'd never seen you wearing cowboy boots
With your cutoff pair of jeans
But when you wear your hair out of your ponytail
I know exactly what that means
And I can't remember the last time I saw you
Smoking a cigarette
I guess all of the promises we made each other
Were so easy to forget
On South First Boulevard
On South First Boulevard

I've always been good at hiding the truth
And being a jealous man
I knew I couldn't take it so I turned away
When he reached out for your hand
And with the sun going down he picked up the check
And he walked you to your car
You could've seen my face in your rearview mirror
As you pulled away from the bar
On South First Boulevard
On South First Boulevard
On South First Boulevard
On South First Boulevard