Them Are Funny Lookin’ Jeans (Breakfast at the Iron Skillet)

Well you might confuse me with learnin’ and logic
I ain’t really learned how to read
And I ain’t gonna win no prize for rugged good looks
Old Clooney’s got everything on me

My morals are lacking
My smell sends folks packing
But them are funny lookin’ jeans
I might be ugly and act like a moron
But them are funny lookin’ jeans

You could rewrite the good book with all I done wrong
Me and Jesus ain’t too friendly
And my unusual smile and minimal teeth
Cause small children to flee

My morals are lacking
My smell sends folks packing
But them are funny lookin’ jeans
I might be ugly and act like a moron
But them are funny lookin’ jeans

We got bullets and showers and jeans without flowers
We got movies and TV to help pass the hours
We got Wranglers and Rustlers and Levis and Carhart
Football shaped cheese and whiskey and car parts
So cover the winders or maybe the table
You might call it fashion but I’ll never be able
‘Cause them are funny lookin’ jeans

I’m wanted in two states and not in most others
Charm’s not my speciality
I got peculiar ways and a rotten disposition
Even the jailer don’t want me

My morals are lacking
My smell sends folks packing
But them are funny lookin’ jeans
I might be ugly and act like a moron
But them are funny lookin’ jeans

Them are funny lookin’ jeans
Them are funny lookin’ jeans
Yeah them are funny lookin’ jeans!

OFCM (2014)
Lucille – Kenny Rogers

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