Lyrics:

They hugged my hips just like a glove
Got em on sale for 80 bucks
Settled for a smaller size
Little tight on the thighs
They fit nice standing up
So I bagged em up but it
Should've been a warning jumpin in em
In that dressing room
Funny how a mirror and some denim
Fooled me just like you
Yeah the drink tastes fine til you start spinning
Money looks good til it goes missing
A guy treats you right til you get with him
Like the jeans fit til you sit in em

I left em out on the line
Just like you hung me out to dry
Still came apart at the seams
Ain't hardly had em a week
Yeah I guess momma was right
I wish I would've listened never should've
Thrown away them tags
Oh If I knew then what I know now
I would've left you on that rack
Yeah the drink tastes fine til you start spinning
Money looks good til it goes missing
A guy treats you right til you get with him
Like the jeans fit til you sit in em

Shoulda been a warning jumpin in em
In that dressing room
Funny how a mirror and some denim
Fooled me just like you
Yeah the drink tastes fine til you start spinning
Money looks good til it goes missing
A guy treats you right til you get with him
Like the jeans fit til you sit in em