Blue Jeans

Blue jeans and a white T-shirt
Loose curls, gives you a fever

And I just wanna say that I like
Your taste in music
And I just wanna tell you I like
The way that you use it

Solo pre-game for the party
I don't go out much, wanna forget me

And I don't wanna tell you
I wanna take you home
But something 'bout you being alone
Just sounds so wrong

If somehow I could change the weather
I'd sew the seasons, days and nights together
So when the sun goes down so does the pressure
And all this change would eventually feel better
'Cus things would just roll by

If somehow I could change the weather
I'd sew the seasons, days and nights together
So when the sun goes down so does the pressure
And all this change would eventually feel better
'Cus things would just roll by smooth



Credits
Writer(s): David Bowie, D. Bowie
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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