Make Up And Faded Blue Jeans

In downtown Modesto I was workin' the Holiday Inn

I would stick with a gig that would last us throughout the weekend

I was singin' a new song I'd wrote on the way into town

When she came in the front door and found her a place to sit down

I knew right away she like the words to my song

Cause she stared at my big guitar and followed my fingers too long

And she had the likeness of a girl I'd seen in a dream

But lights can do wonders with make up and faded blue jeans

And the last thing I needed was somebody messin' up my mind

So I found a hundred reasons for turnin' away one more time

She could cause me to sing bad and fall out of love with guitar

And blow all my chances at bein' a big singin' star

With one passing glance I could tell she was young for her age

Oh she got to looking better as she got down closer to the stage

And as she sipped on her wine I could tell just the kind she would be

And somehow I knew she was here to the bad things to me

And the last thing I needed was somebody messin' up my mind...

She could cause me to sing bad and fall out of love with guitar

And blow all my chances at bein' a big singin' star

And blow all my chances at bein' a country music star