Jennifer Johnson and Me Conway Twitty

Deep in the pocket of an old sport coat jacket
I chanced to discover an old memory
Three for a quarter, a black and white portrait
Taken of Jennifer Johnson and me

I'm in the corner with my shirt collar open
Like some Latin lover on late night TV
Sittin' right here with her head on my shoulder
Jennifer Johnson, she's smiling at me

Three for a quarter, a black and white portrait
Jen, closed the curtain so no one could see
Hey, kiss me quick, 'cause the red light is flashin'
Flashin' on Jennifer Johnson and me

It must have been summer, Nineteen Sixty-Seven
The Beatles were singin' that love's all you need
I held her hand while we walked through the arcade
Two young believers on a three dollar spree

Later that night we were parked in the darkness
I felt her warmth in the cool evenin' breeze
I told her then that I'd love her forever
Forever, for Jennifer Johnson and me

Three for a quarter, a black and white portrait
Jennifer Johnson, what a sweet memory
I saved the picture in my sport coat pocket
Jennifer Johnson, did you save one of me?