Blue Jean Babe

Prettiest psychopath I ever seen
I get distracted by your denim jeans
I get the angles right when you in front of me
We're shooting cameras, but we let 'em see everything

I riding my white pony to the sunset
Black girl, but she rock a British accent
Tell me if I'm tapped in or not
'Cause that'd be cool too

I know she's bad for me
That's 'cause she told me so
Oh God, she taste so sweet
I'm never coming home

My blue jean babe
She got me tearing at the seams
My blue jean babe
She got me feeling everything

Drop dead if you wanna leave
I run away, find a place to scream
I, she be out the door, I'll see you next week
You've gotta go, I'm on the road, it can get messy

I riding my white pony to the sunset
Fell in love, couldn't tell you how it happened, yeah
Tell me if I'm tapped in or not

I know she's bad for me
That's 'cause she told me so
Oh God, she taste so sweet
I'm never coming home

My blue jean babe
She got me tearing at the seams
My blue jean babe
She got me feeling everything (oh-oh)
She got me feeling everything (oh-oh)
She got me feeling

I know she's bad for me
That's how the story goes
I know she's bad for me
I'm never coming home

My blue jean babe
She got me tearing at the seams
My blue jean babe
She got me feeling everything (oh-oh)
She got me feeling everything (oh-oh)
She got me feeling everything



Credits
Writer(s): De Wayne Jackson, Andrew Migliore
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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