Texty: Blur. Blue Jeans.

Air cushioned soles, i bought them on the portobello road on
saturday
i stop and stare a while, a common pastime when conversation goes astray
but don't think i'm walking out of this
she doesn't mind, whatever i say, whatever i say
don't really want to change a thing, i want to stay this way forever
blue, blue jeans i wear them every day, there's no particular
reason to change
my thoughts are getting banal, i can't help it but i won't pull
out hair another day
(bridge)
chorus
you know it's to be with you

(Thanks to irene for these corrections)