| Jenny and Jill were sweethearts in the heartland
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| Pure and plain like the voice of Judy Garland
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| Took a year of selling bicycles to buy tickets for the festival
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| That Jenny gave Jill before she moved away
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| And there’s a whole lot of people out there who never give loving
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| Jenny and Jill were lucky in love and best friends
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| They talk about things they do and the songs they wanna slow dance to
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| As they drove on through the amber waves of grain
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| And Jenny said: «I don’t ever want to forget
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| «How lucky I feel
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| «To be in the same place:
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| «You and I»
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| For everything you do there is a first time
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| And you never forget the first time, the first time
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| Don’t forget to be here before you move on
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| 'Cause you never forget the first time, the first time
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| They camped out in a field of fellow pilgrims
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| In a tent city of mother nature’s children
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| There were hippy kids and brobots, sorority girls on their shoulders
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| There’d be other bands and shows, but never this one
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| And Jenny said: «I don’t ever want to forget
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| «How lucky I feel
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| «To be in the same place:
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| «You and I»
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| For everything you do there is a first time
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| And you never forget the first time, the first time
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| Don’t forget to be here before you move on
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| 'Cause you never forget the first time, the first time
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| The very first time!
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| And Jenny says: «I don’t ever want to forget
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| «How lucky I’m feeling
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| «To be in the same place:
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| «You and I
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| «This is our time, this is our life»
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| For everything you do there is a first time
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| And you never forget the first time, the first time
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| Don’t forget to be here before you move on
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| 'Cause you never forget the first time, the first time
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| The very first time! |