Quarterback (Kira Isabella)

It was Friday night and the lights were shinning Everyone was sitting in the stands He was being scouted by a big time college She played trumpet in the marching band In the parking lot, when the game was over She had a bus to ride When he pulled up in his buddy's truck And the door swung open wide He was the quarterback Smile at her, imagine that How do you explain the star of the game And the no name girl from the freshman class She got out at a bonfire party Never had a drink before But he held it to her lips and she took her first sip And before she knew it, she had three more She always heard that a girls first time, Is a memory she'll never forget She found out the hard way about love When she saw those pictures on the internet He was the quarterback Smile at her, imagine that Who you gonna blame the star of the game Or the no name girl in the freshman class He was the quarterback Smile at her, imagine that Who you gonna blame, the star of the game Or the no name girl in the marching band Oooh-Oooh Monday morning when the word got out Everybody picked a side He had the school and the whole town too And she had nothing but the truth inside He was the quarterback Smile at her, imagine that Who you gonna blame, the star of the game Or the no name girl in the freshman class He was the quarterback Lied to her, imagine that He was the quarterback She was in the freshman class He was the quarterback Yeah Who you gonna blame the star of the game Or the no name girl in the freshman class