The View - Same Jeans
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Lyric for The View - Same Jeans
I've had the same jeans on for four days now
I’m gonna go to a disco in the middle of the town
Everybody’s dressing up I’m dressing down
Life’s one big circle, and it does end
When it ends will you still be my friend?
I’m not making a fool of myself
I sed, I’m not making a fool of myself
So, when you look in the mirror
Reflecting back at you someone that you don’t know
Oh that’s just made your head spin around
So get yourself together, yeah
Get your feet back on the gro-o-o-o-o-ound
I've had the same jeans on for four days now
I’m gonna go to a disco in the middle of the town
Everybody’s dressing up I’m dressing down
I take my hat off to the busker man
when he's drowned all his sorrows in singing songs
Not everything has worked out to plan
But believe me he’s smiling as long as he can
So, when you look in the mirror
Reflecting back at you someone that you don’t know
Oh that’s just made your head spin around
So get your self together, yeah
Get your feet back on the gro-o-o-o-o-ound
Guitar Solo
I've had the same jeans on for four days now
I’m gonna go to a disco in the middle of the town
Everybody’s dressing up I’m dressing down
My minds not prefect but it’s sincere
You’d be amazed at what you can achieve in a year
Say you tried so hard, but your hearts on a switch
And I know you tried so hard but your hearts on a switch
So, when you look in the mirror
Reflecting back at you someone that you don’t know
Oh that’s just made your head spin around
So get your self together, yeah
Get your feet back on the gro-o-o-o-o-ound
So, when you look in the mirror
Reflecting back at you someone that you don’t know
Oh that’s just made your head spin around
So get your self together, yeah
Get your feet back on the gro-o-o-o-o-ound
Same jeans on for four days now
Everybody’s dressing up I’m dressing down
I’m not making a fool of myself
Now believe me baby I can tell
Same jeans on for four days now
Everybody’s dressing up I’m dressing down
I’m not making a fool of myself
Now believe me baby I can tell