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Her jeans are the right colour blue

It's like they're talking to you - they seem to say I'd love to

Some times I fantasize - sometimes I dream

She'll let me into her heart and her faded blue jeans

1st:

They fit so perfectly, It's perfectly clear

Everything is right where - everything ought to be

You'll soon get that feeling as she walks by

She's aware of your thoughts 'bout her faded Levis.

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2nd:

They always look so fresh - so sparkling clean. Like they just came out of the washing machine

From the hip to the hem they're a perfect ten. She must spray them with windex. I can see myself in them.

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3rd:

It's easy to see why she's hard to resist. The signal she's sending can hardly be missed

If you can't get the picture here's one last clue poetry in motion a rhapsody in blue.