Текст Lucie Silvas – Black Jeans

That look in your eyes, it says you got me figured out
Like a stereotype, there’s plenty of us in this town
Ain’t no consolation prize, I hate it when you size me up
Oh, it’s about time you see me with my cards faced up

When I’m wearing my black jeans
Maybe you won’t even recognize me
And you know that I warned
Just take a back seat
There’s a side of me that needs reminding
And that’s what makes me feel alive
In my black jeans

Not just another cool kid, trying just to catch your eye
I don’t feel like myself in something somebody else designed
High heels on the pedal, feeling like a drunken night

When I’m wearing my black jeans
Maybe you won’t even recognize me
‘Cause you know that I warned
Just take a back seat
There’s a side of me that needs reminding
And that’s what makes me feel alive
And that’s what makes me feel alive, oh

And I need you to find me
I’ve been hanging here the whole time
Oh, and nothing fits better
What I am will never go out of style, oh

When I’m wearing my black jeans
Maybe you won’t even recognize me
‘Cause you know that I warned
Just take a back seat
There’s a side of me that needs reminding

In my black jeans
In my black jeans
In my black jeans
Makes me feel alive
You make me feel alive
(Doo, doo, doo, doo–)
When I’m wearing my black jeans