blue jeans

Air cushioned soles

I bought them on the Portbello Road on a Saturday

I stop and stare awhile

A common pastime when conversation goes astray

And don't think I'm walking out of this

She don't mind

Whatever I say, whatever I say

I don't really want to change a thing

I want to stay this way forever

Blue, blue jeans I wear them every day

There's no particular reason to change

My thoughts are getting banal, I can't help it

But I won't pull out hair another day

And don't think I'm walking out of this

She don't mind

Whatever I say, Whatever I say

I don't really want to change a thing

I want to stay this way forever

If you don't mind

Whatever I say, Whatever I say

I don't really want to change a thing

I want to stay this way forever

You know it's to be with you

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