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The song has been known as the "BBQ Stain Song" due to its memorable chorus hook: "I had a barbecue stain on my white t-shirt". [3] Commercial performance. According to Ferrell, the song was not initially slated to be a single.
- 3:03
- June 28, 1999
- 1999
- Country
Aug 4, 2022 · "I had a barbecue stain on my white t-shirt / She was killing me in that miniskirt / Skippin' rocks on the river by the railroad tracks / She had a suntan line and red lipstick / I worked so hard ...
Jun 28, 1999 · [Chorus] I had a barbeque stain on my white tee shirt She was killing me in that miniskirt Skipping rocks on the river by the railroad tracks You had a suntan line and red lipstick I...
I had a barbecue stain on my white T-shirt She was killing me in that mini skirt Skipping rocks on the river by the railroad tracks She had a suntan line and red lipstick I worked so hard for that first kiss And a heart don't forget, no a heart don't forget I said a heart don't forget somethin' like that Oh no, not somethin' like that
I had a barbecue stain on my white t-shirt She was killing me in that mini-skirt Skippin' rocks on the river by the railroad tracks She had a sun tan line and red lipstick I worked so hard for that first kiss And a heart don't forget something like that Well it was five years later on a south-bound plane I was headed down to New Orleans
Sep 22, 2023 · I had a barbecue stain on my white t-shirt You were killing me in that mini-skirt Skippin’ rocks on the river by the railroad tracks You had a sun tan line and red lipstick I worked so hard for that first kiss A heart don’t forget something like that Like an old photograph Time can make a feeling fade But the memory of the first love Never ...
I had a barbecue stain on my white t-shirt. You were killing me in that mini-skirt. Skippin' rocks on the river by the railroad tracks. You had a sun tan line and red lipstick. I worked so hard for that first kiss. And a heart don't forget something like that. Like an old photograph. Time can make a feeling fade. But the memory of the first love.
