BLUE JEANS

Blue jeans

White shirt

Walked into the room, you know you made my eyes burn

It was like, James Dean - for sure

You so fresh to death and sick as ca-cancer

You were sorta punk rock, I grew up on hip hop

But you fit me better than my favourite sweater - and I know

That love is mean, and love hurts

But I still remember that day we met in december - oh baby!

I will love you till the end of time

I would wait a milion years

Promise you'll remember that you're mine

Baby can you see through the tears

Love you more

Than those bitches before

Say you'll remember - oh baby - say you'll remember

I will love you till the end of time