Blue Jeans Songtext
von Plain Jane Automobile

She wore blue jeans on the scene
Like the pages in a magazine
She′s got long hair
Never stare

You could call but she'll never be there
She′s at the corner at the café
Filled with adverts and a waiter named Wordsworth
I think that I'm in love with her

My heads empty
Save a few lights
Some cigarette butts and some afternoon fights
I can't tell you what it means
To lay with the girl in the tight blue jeans

I think that I′m in love with her

Do you know how to get away from her?
Do you know how to survive?


Do you know how to get away from her?
Do you know how to survive?

Sad, I should have never let you win

She wore blue jeans on the scene
Like the pages in a magazine
She′s got long hair
Never stare

You could call but she'll never be there
She′s at the corner at the café
Filled with adverts and a waiter named Wordsworth
Watching that T.V. and rotting her brain
Too much coffee makes her go insane

I think that I'm in love with her

Do you know how to get away from her?
Do you know how to survive?

Do you know how to get away from her?
Do you know how to survive?

Do you know how to survive?