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I Just Want Your Jeans Lyrics
My room faces north
But the sun's in the south
I'm just waking up
To the news of my birth
I am a girl and I'm lucky to be here
Whatever that's worth
Like an ostrich I lived
With my head in the sand
Slipped into corners
Sat on my hands
I learnt to stifle shouts and outrage
And feeling deep down
With my chains falling off
And the hope in a friend
Cafes and walkways
And sculptured weekends
I'm getting to love my freedom
I'm getting to like my surroundings
My room faces north
But the sun's in the south
You are far out of reach
Could I be any worth
To some special person?
My mind is unknowing
Of any such love
So I yell out the window
Answer the mail
My diary's quiet
The definitive nail
In my social coffin
I blame all the boffins
For making me fail
For an hour in the park
Or an hour on the couch
With the boy of my choice
If he makes me go "ouch!"
I will swap all my dumb school prizes
I am open to dark surprises
My room faces north
But the sun's in the south
You are far out of reach
Perfect hand, perfect mouth
I'll barter my freedom
I'll trade all my medals
Please keep me in dreams
I don't want commitment
I don't want the drama
I just want your jeans
I just want your jeans
But the sun's in the south
I'm just waking up
To the news of my birth
I am a girl and I'm lucky to be here
Whatever that's worth
With my head in the sand
Slipped into corners
Sat on my hands
I learnt to stifle shouts and outrage
And feeling deep down
And the hope in a friend
Cafes and walkways
And sculptured weekends
I'm getting to love my freedom
I'm getting to like my surroundings
But the sun's in the south
You are far out of reach
Could I be any worth
To some special person?
My mind is unknowing
Of any such love
Answer the mail
My diary's quiet
The definitive nail
In my social coffin
I blame all the boffins
For making me fail
Or an hour on the couch
With the boy of my choice
If he makes me go "ouch!"
I will swap all my dumb school prizes
I am open to dark surprises
But the sun's in the south
You are far out of reach
Perfect hand, perfect mouth
I'll barter my freedom
I'll trade all my medals
Please keep me in dreams
I don't want the drama
I just want your jeans
I just want your jeans
Song Info
Submitted by
kattermerrang On Jun 22, 2009
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this one was definitely written for me. it has so much truth in it, it hurts me every time i listen to it.
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It seems pretty clear that the lyrics are about growing up, and how scary that can be, but that what's ahead of you is worth so much more than what you have to give up. Growing up IS scary, but that's what makes it so exciting.