forever in blue jeans Honey's sweet But it ain't nothin' next to baby's treat And if you pardon me I'd like to say We'll do okay forever in blue jeans
my blue jean Lord, how happy could one man be If I ever get back my blue jean Lord, how happy could one man be 'Cause if I get back those blue jean You
turn their heads and they Watch her till she's gone Lord have mercy, baby's got her blue jeans on Heaven help us, baby's got her blue jeans on
turn their heads and they watch her till she's gone Lord have mercy, baby's got her blue jeans on Heaven help us, baby's got her blue jeans on
Nouveau When nobody else kink it Dark-eyed blue jean angel Red Egyptian hair Dark-eyed blue jean angel Watch the people stare Dark-eyed blue jean angel
in her blue jean blues She was a perfect girl Livin' in a perfect world A tightly packed package from her head to her shoes So stylishly ripped in her blue jean blues
get at me And if you wonder what you do That's got me into you It's your blue jeans The way you rockin' them your blue jeans, baby No one else makes
don't mind Whatever I say, whatever I say I don't really want to change a thing I want to stay this way forever Blue, blue jeans I wear them every day
smoking cigarettes and drinking coffee blues Sitting at the table where we carved our names Wondering how our love went wrong, wondering who's to blame Listening to the jukebox plays the song that makes me blue
Blues stay away from me Blues why don't you let me be Don't know why you keep on haunting me Love was never meant for me True love was never meant for
new world opened up it's doors Towns and roads I've never seen Finding some places I've never been My guitar and old blue jeans They stay with me
Blue Jean Blue Jean, she got a camouflaged face and no money Remember they always let you down when you need 'em Oh, Blue Jean, is heaven any sweeter than Blue
Done run into my baby And finally found my old blue jeans Well, I done ran into my baby And finally found my old blue jeans I knew they was mine By the
t tell a lie But then one day Zaz turned blue Zaz turned blue What were we supposed to do Yeah, Zaz turned blue What were we supposed to do When Zaz turned blue
I hang in my blue jeans I swing in my blue jeans I'm representing Georgia so I twang in my Who likes my blue jeans? You like my blue jeans, especially
I had to leave home The black sheep, the bad seed At a roadside bar in Tennessee I met an angel to rescue me She rescued me She wore blue jeans and
feel free and in our dreams We see what we need I hardly recognize myself, it?s such a strange thing To find another woman walking in my blue jeans
my jeans coz it Looks so good in my blue jeans uh-huh Everytime your near it, near it You wanna feel it coz it Looks so good in my blue jeans, don't