Money talks. But it don't (can't) sing and dance
And it don't (can't) walk.
And long as I can have you here with me,
I'd much rather be Forever in Blue Jeans.
Honey's sweet.
But it ain't nothing next to baby's treat.
And if you pardon me, I'd like to say
We'll do okay Forever in Blue Jeans.
Maybe tonight, maybe tonight by the fire all alone you and I
Nothing around but the sound of my heart and your sighs
(Repeat first verse)
