put your clothes on, put on those brand new shoes I wanna take you downtown, I gotta little blues to lose I wanna see you dancing, swinging to a country
bed of rose petals I wake up in the morning feelin' happy and refreshed Before I make my journeys I must eat and get dressed A pair of blue jeans and
empty Coronas A pair of blue jeans on the carpet, size 12 Timberlands Somethin' swingin' on the ceilin' fan, I stopped it Swingin' slower and slower
Elvis, Chuck 'n' Jerry got me through the long, long night Gotta pull on my jeans and my dancing shoes I'm going out and sing some rhythm 'n' blues Rock
Yeah Come On Men. Don?t Touch the fader Nobody said this club was closing Too many hipsters on the dance floor boking Too many blue jeans standing on
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
and they stabbing kids (stabbing kids) They pose as bad boys up in club scenes Keep the grill screwed, leaving blood stains on blue jeans Then Po-Po,
me Here right there on the front porch swing I swear I hear the Beach Boys sing Peach Street sign just like Rodeo Drive Tight tank top and low rise jeans
, Anchor Blue gangster stepping Ain't nobody slipping, one of my boys got a weapon I'm headed to the park, jeans swinging left to right Feeling alright
tits Call me Necor, set the coke surviving the sticks Got my name all in your mouth like your liable to brick Click me on the tube, chain swinging down
's what I love about Sunday Sing along as the choir sways Every verse of Amazin' Grace And then we shake the Preacher's hand Go home, into your blue jeans
bed of rose petals I wake up in the morning feelin' happy and refreshed before I make my journeys I must eat and get dressed a pair of blue jeans and
Kickin' her heels up lordy look at her twirl Everybody wants to boogie on down With the little ol' cowgirl She's got skin tight blue jeans, a big Stetson
Mercy sakes look at her walk She really makes them blue jeans talk I can't take my eyes off of her She's sure put together right I wish I may, I wish
short boots and jeans she looked at me and smiled i know that smile's for me she was my height my weight my size she wore braces and blue jeans she
Baby, put your clothes on, put on those brand new shoes I wanna take you downtown, I got a little blues to lose Wanna see you dancing, swinging to a country
only 59 on the block in south beach its all eyes on me, soon as I step on the scene Them stars down lookin' clean drained in the skin from the shirt to the jeans
a clue) Why my Cutlass blue And I got them thangs on that muh'fucker too It's a Midwest swang, y'all and they ain't gotta trip (They ain't gotta trip) While we swing