Blue Jeans

Hey mama

I'm passing through

Got a little line of credit

And nothing to do

Hey mama

What's new

If my hearts going to break

Want it breaking for you

Oh the plans we made

My friends seem strange

The jukebox takes my money

And my blue jeans fade

Hey baby

It's a fact

Your daddy is on oxygen still smokes em by the pack

Hey baby

Just relax

I've got that bottle of pills

From the time I hurt my back

Oh the plans we made

Now My friends seem strange

The jukebox takes my money

And my blue jeans fade

Well I worked til I was blue

Just to be in the red

Since when did breaking even

Become getting ahead

Hey trouble

It's just my luck

You put cocaine on my fingers

Gold rings on my truck

Hey trouble

It's been rough

But just getting to know you

Is never enough

Oh the plans we made

My friends seem strange

The jukebox takes my money

And my blue jeans fade

My Blue Jeans