Cooper Tropeau - Tight Black Jeans

Well most things I can have at will
Loud music and alcohol I always get my fill
But if you want to control me well you'd be at ease
With the way you're looking in them tight black jeans
I have got a weakness this one thing that brings me down
And I just can't control myself I run all over town
You've got me excited got me shaking at the knees
With the way you're looking in them tight black jeans
Well tight black jeans you'll be the death of me
Making me play the part
Well and tight black jeans why can't you see
You play games with my pants and my heart
Well I met a pretty lady with that hourglass figure you know
I said I like that ripped black denim girl it compliments you so
She said just keep on dreaming boy I'm way out of your league
Especially when I'm sportin' a pair of these tight black jeans
Well tight black jeans you'll be the death of me
Making me play the part
And tight black jeans why can't you see
You play games with my pants and my heart
Tight black jeans you'll be the death of me
Making me play the part
And tight black jeans why can't you see
You play games with my pants and my heart
Well and the only thing better than tight black jeans
Is when she takes em off

Written by:
Cooper Tropeau

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