Makeup And Faded Blue Jeans

Daryle Singletary

In down town Medesto I was working the Holiday Inn

I was set with a gig that would last us throught the weekend

I was singing a new song I 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 liked the words to my song

Cause she stared at my big guitar, 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 makeup and faded blue jeans



And the last thing I needed was somebody messing up my mind

So I found a hundred reasons for turning around one more time

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

And blow all my chances at being a big singing star



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

Cause 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 do bad things to me



And the last thing I needed was somebody messing up my mind

So I found a hundred reasons for turning around one more time

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

And blow all my chances at being a big singing star



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

And blow all my chances at being a big singing star

And blow all my chances at being a country music star