I want a new pair of jeans, same me underneath Just for a day, wouldn't that be something Knees worn thin from moving back to my mother's house Still know which stair to skip so she won't hear me come in late I want a new pair of jeans, same me underneath Everything I know now, none of the miles Cuffs frayed from all the notices I wrote and never sent Even my chair's tired of me by now I want a new pair of jeans, same me underneath Clean pair, same walk, nobody'd know the difference Stained from trading something steady for a spark that burned out by spring Still got the ring, couldn't face him to give it back I want a new pair of jeans, same me underneath Guess they don't make 'em like that anywhere Alarm goes off, and there they are on the floor Same old jeans, same old me Guess we're stuck with each other Might as well put them back on [Same wistful delivery as intro, unchanged anchor line, gentle acceptance on the final line] I want a new pair of jeans, same me underneath Guess I'll keep the ones I've got
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