Bleux Jeans

I bought a nice pair of blue jeans They had a golden seam and remind me Of the deep deep blue sea And the pockets ran just as deep But wouldn't you know "they were really fucking comfy" I wear my blue jeans everywhere They became my favorite pair Even my momma said "boy you're really wearing those blue jeans everywhere" Oh I love my blue jeans They were snug and only fit me Oh I love my blue jeans But they never fit as tight as you held me Then I slide into my favorite truck And my lady said they drew her eyes to my butt I love my blue jeans almost as much as I love that girl And the way she twisted her curls around her finger And made me feel like I'm falling on my knee And my blue jeans got me through such a deep despair When I saw those curls walking out Gone away for however long Oh but don't you know Don't you know what Stayed on Yeah my blue jeans never fit at tight as you held me One day I was looking around for those jeans And I found myself staring at the Emptiness of my closet where they used to be It reminded me of we And how we were tattered at the knee Just like those old blue jeans Just like those old blue jeans