text: Its ninety-three degrees
  And the radio says a storm fronts movin in
  Sure is hot
  Theres a double feature down at the Fox
  But everybodys seen it twice
  And, besides, the air conditioners broke
  The old lady who runs the ice cream store
  Got robbed last week
  She put a lock on the door
  And a bell on the lock
  Now she dont answer the door
  cause she takes that good long look at you
  And you look too tough
  The air is hot and heavy and wet
  And you just cant get high
  Thats when sparks fly on E Street
  And the little girls walking lookin so hot
  And the little boys souls grow weak
  When the girls give them a double shot
  School boy pops pull out the stops on a Friday night
  And those teenage tramps in skin-tight pants
  Do the E Street dance
  But in their heart and soul they know its all right
  Just like those kids down there
  Ooh, hooked up in a scuffle
  Dressed in snake skin suits;
  Packed with Detroit muscle;
  Doin the E Street shuffle
  Ooh, the shuffle
  Doin the E Street shuffle
  Ooh, the shuffle
  It was a hot afternoon
  The last day of June
  And the sun was a demon
  The clouds were afraid
  One ten in the shade
  And the pavement was steamin
  I told Billy Ray
  In his red chevrolet
  I needed time for some thinkin
  He was just passing by
  When I caught that boys eye
  And I swore it was winkin
  I was thirty-one
  He was seventeen
  He knew nothing about love
  I knew everything
  But he sat right down
  On the front porch swing
  And I wondered what the
  Coming night would bring
  Sun closed my eyes
  Climbed to the skies
  It was starting to swelter
  The sweat trickled down
  The front of my gown
  I thought it would melt me
  I threw back my hair
  Like he wasnt there
  And I sipped, oooh, something coolin
  My shoulders bare
  He tried not to stare
  Whoa, but I knew I wasnt foolin
  I looked deep into those eyes of blue
  I said, Boy, I know youre young
  Dont know what to say or do
  But stay with me til the sun goes away
  And I will chase the boy in you away!
  Guess you know why
  That kid caught my eyes
  Oooh, and why the memory still lingers
  Go back in my mind to the very first time
  Ooh-ooh-ooh, I felt the touch of somebodys fingers
  I go back in my mind to the very first time
  Oh, I felt the touch of somebodys fingers
  And go, I go back in my mind
  To the very first time I felt...
  I go back in my mind to the very first time
  I felt the touch of somebodys fingers
  The first time
  The first time