Paroles de Cutoff Jeans

I'm gettin' over the smell of her perfume The sound of her bare feet walkin' 'round the room I'm gettin' over the taste of her lipstick Her fingers all up in my hair and other little tricks I'm doing alright with most everything But I still got a problem with those cutoff jeans And that's what's driving me crazy She deen driving me crazy Driving me crazy I'm gettin' over those come-and-get-me eyes And how she got me going with those little moans and signs I'm gettin' over all the things she used to do And thinking less about those late night rendezvouses I'm doing alright with most everything But I still got a problem with those cutoff jeans And that's what's driving me crazy She deen driving me crazy Driving me crazy Doctor, doctor, doctor, can you help me out? Something in those cutoff jeans Is keeping me in doubt And that's what's driving me crazy Driving me crazy