Make Up And Faded Blue Jeans

In downtown Modesto I was workin' the Holiday Inn I would stick with a gig that would last us throughout the weekend I was singing a new song I'd wrote on the way into town When she came in the front door and found her a place to sit down Hey I knew right away that she like the words to my song Cause she stared at my git guitar and followed my fingers too long And she had the likeness of a girl I'd seen in my dreams But lights can do wonders with make up and faded blue jeans And the last thing I needed was somebody messin' up my mind So I found a hundred reasons for lookin' her way one more time She could cause me to sing bad and fall out of love with guitar And blow all my chances at bein' a big singing star