Introd: It happened in Monterey, a long time ago, I met her in Monterey, in old Mexico. Stars and steel guitars and luscious lips as red as wine; Broke somebody's heart and I'm afraid, that it was mine. It happened in Monterey, and without thinking twice, I left her and threw away, the key to paradise. My indiscreet heart longs for the sweetheart First Time: That I left in old Monterey. Last Time: That I left in old Monterey.