Remember the first time
On second thought please
Don't remember the first time
'Cause going there and feeling that
Don't do me any good
But wasn't it special
Oh, no, no, no
It wasn't so special
'Cause what would I be doing here alone
And what about it?
It's in the way (heave ho)
You always want to go there (heave ho)
You wanna mine the gold of (heave ho)
What we had or did we really have it? (Heave ho)
Don't wanna see those eyes (heave ho)
Don't wanna take that ride (heave ho)
No, I'm not driving down your sentimental highway (heave ho)
Don't wanna be nostalgic
Don't want to be nostalgic for something that never was
Oh, no, no, no
Well, you were a looker
And you still are, you're a looker
But looking at you looking at me
Don't do me any good
I thought we were good together (yes I did)
I thought we were good together
But I was wrong
And I've been wrong before, so many times
It's in the way (heave ho)
You always want to go there (heave ho)
You wanna mine the gold of (heave ho)
What we had or did we really have it (heave ho)
Don't wanna see those eyes (heave ho)
Don't wanna take that ride (heave ho)
Lord knows, I'm not driving down your sentimental highway (heave ho)
Don't want to be nostalgic
Don't want to be nostalgic for something that never was
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You will find me at the back of the bathhouse
Waiting for the heat
Oh, holy night at the back of the bathhouse
Turn the lights down low

Won't you meet me at the back of the bathhouse
I'll be waiting for you
Oh, holy night at the back of the bathhouse
Turn the lights down low
Don't want to be nostalgic
Don't want to be nostalgic
Don't want to be nostalgic for something that never was