I have never forgot my first love
Her name eludes me of course
I think it rhymes with a horse
One that didn't win the Kentucky derby
No she lost a race with a rabbit
Turtle--Oh, that's it Myrtle
She was a fair haired beauty
No--no, not much of a cutey
It was her back end like a horse
She had beautiful brown eyes
The horse that didn't win the derby
Myrtle's eyes I think were blue
Like the little girl in Mother gooses shoe
No--no that was the turtle's eyes
My first loves eyes were vermouth
No--no that was what she drank
My mind is drawing a blank
Actually that was what I saw in her eyes
I met her at McDonald's eating french fries
I think her hair was mellow yellow
No--no, that was her second fellow
Or at least they called him mellow yellow
Mellow yellow and her had six kids named Myrtle
I think Myrtle was quite fertle
And Mellow Yellow used a lot of drugs
The kids all had horse like muggs
But that is not why I can't forget my first love
You see she stole my mask and catcher's glove