Make Up And Faded Blue Jeans
In downtown Modesto I was workin' the Holiday Inn
I would stick with a gig that would last us throughout the weekend
I was singin' a new song I'd wrote on the way into town
When she came in the front door and found her a place to sit down
I knew right away she like the words to my song
Cause she stared at my big guitar and followed my fingers too long
And she had the likeness of a girl I'd seen in a dream
But lights can do wonders with make up and faded blue jeans
And the last thing I needed was somebody messin' up my mind
So I found a hundred reasons for turnin' away one more time
She could cause me to sing bad and fall out of love with guitar
And blow all my chances at bein' a big singin' star
With one passing glance I could tell she was young for her age
Oh she got to looking better as she got down closer to the stage
And as she sipped on her wine I could tell just the kind she would be
And somehow I knew she was here to the bad things to me
And the last thing I needed was somebody messin' up my mind...
She could cause me to sing bad and fall out of love with guitar
And blow all my chances at bein' a big singin' star
And blow all my chances at bein' a country music star
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