Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Faded Jeans, artist - Golden Earring. Album song Contraband, in the genre Хард-рок
Date of issue: 21.01.2010
Record label: Red bullet
Song language: English
Faded Jeans |
Eatin' t.v.dinner, with the radio on |
Made me cough up this kinda song |
There’s a guy singin' I’d die for you… |
And it sounds like he means business too |
Here’s me thinkin' all through the meal |
Thank you for bein' so real and givin' me chills |
You’re the prettiest girl in the world |
It’s the best joke I ever heard |
Young forever — never never grow old together |
Gotta put on your blinkers — for a cakewalk in the sun |
Like a mission impossible — like Atilla the hun |
Tomorrow’s got me hidin' away |
Yesterday’s got me on the run |
And my jeans keep fadin', fadin' |
And my jeans keep fadin' |
Dunno where these guys do come from |
That say they’ll kill and die for someone |
It’s a fluke people, that makes me puke, yeah, yeah |
And I can’t believe this is the truth |
Here’s me tryin' to make up my mind |
One says love is hard to find |
Two says that it’s blind |
You’re the prettiest girl in the world |
It’s the best joke I ever heard |
Young forever — never never grow old together |
Gotta put on your blinkers — for a cakewalk in the sun |
Like a mission impossible — like Atilla the hun |
Tomorrow’s got me hidin' away |
Yesterday’s got me on the run |
And my jeans keep fadin', fadin' |
And my jeans keep fadin' |
We’re go out to yourself past, get yourself a pair of new blue jeans |
Into the washin' machine, six times bleech, bleech, bleech |
Mama’s gonna grazy, see what you do |
These pairs are brandnew |
I’ll say, send it with |
That’s my jeans keep fadin', fadin' |
And my jeans keep fadin' |