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Blue Jeans
I'm a country boy who needs you
The first time you're washed you bleed blue
You go with all of my T-shirts
If I rip you I will be hurt
As crisp as Mississippi's air
I still will wear you with a tear
You are something I'll never share
Got four or five favorite pair
Something I won't trade khakis for
Brown as bags from the package store
Since my favorite color's blue
I want you in every hue
From the stonewashed to rigid you
When I can't buy I visit you
I'm hoping that they give me you
'Cause your fit I'm addicted to
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