On an afternoon
Near the end of June
We first met and fell in love
Being both too shy
Neither questioned why
It was all we could think of
So awkward at first...
It was like a curse
You'd think you'll never lose
But then you do
And it could happen to you

In a borrowed ride
White with with power glide
We felt passions burning heat
With the static glow of the radio
Virgin struggled on the seat
Bathed in salty sweat we were soaking wet
As the night turned purple blue
She took my heart
And it could happen to you

I was never born a liar, but in her arms...
Life was as complete as it could be
But being so much younger than you think you are...
Life can be so cruel in its struggle to be free
On vacation round by some college town
I heard whispers in the street
She was seen about always hanging out
With some due she called real sweet
When I asked her why she began to cry
It was all that she could do
She broke my heart
And it could happen to you... Busted!

She took my heart
And it could happen to you
She broke my heart
And it could happen to you
My heart, my heart
And it could happen to you