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Golden Earring

Genres: Rock

Faded Jeans Lyrics - Golden Earring

Eatin' TV 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 Attila 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 bleach, bleach, bleach 

 

Mama's gonna crazy, see what you do 

These pairs are brand new 

I'll say, send it with that's my jeans keep fadin', fadin' 

And my jeans keep fadin' 

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