White Jeans - The Hooters

One, two, three

Check, one, two

Is it on?

We only knew three chords

Yeah, they were the right three chords

Nobody owned a car

Yeah, we had to borrow your ma’s

We only knew ten songs, yeah yeah

But we’d make 'em real long

You know the chicks didn’t mind, no no no no

Cause they were twisting and shouting all night long

Lovers in white socks

We were living out our dreams

Shirts without a collar looking cool

Boys with cheap guitars

Were just trying to make a scene

Yeah, and we all wore white jeans

We all wore white jeans

Our lead singer was cute

Yeah, Pancho had himself some sharp desert boots

And it was all about style

Yeah, driving all the girls wild

There was one that I kissed, yeah yeah

Well, Pancho got real pissed

And when the gig was done, na na na na

We loaded up our gear and waited for the sun

Lovers in white socks

We were living out our dreams

Shirts without a collar looking cool

Boys with cheap guitars

Were just trying to make a scene

Yeah, and we all wore white jeans

We all wore white jeans

Do you know what I mean

We all wore white jeans

And then you moved away

I heard about some troubles you had

No, it didn’t sound good

Man, it didn’t feel real bad

Maybe it’s about time, yeah yeah

That we connected again

Cause if there’s one thing I know, whoa whoa whoa whoa

You gotta hold on tight to each and every friend

Lovers in white socks

We’re still living out our dreams

I know that you’re still carrying that song

Boys with cheap guitars

Were just a bunch of crazy teens

Yeah, and we all wore white jeans

We all wore white jeans

Yeah, we all wore white jeans

We all wore white jeans

Tight jeans, the right jeans

We all wore white jeans, jeans, jeans, jeans, jeans

We all wore white jeans