Lyrics:
my first lovermy first loverhe was tall and breezy with his long hair downbut he gets a little hazy when I think of him nowmy first lovermy first loverhe was always talking tryin to bring me downbut i was not waiting for a white wedding gownfrom my first loveri do not remember any goin wrongjust a record playin that old steve miller songquicksilver girlquicksilver girlat a surfer party with the whiskey porinand the bottle rollin i was on the floorwith my first lovermy first loveri do not remember any fights or fitsjust shakey morning after callin it quitswith my first loverquicksilver girlquicksilver girlquicksilver girl ... and she's free