Lana Del Rey Blues Jeans Lyrics. Lana Del Rey Blue Jeans (Lyrics) YouTube [Verse 1] Blue jeans, white shirt Walked into the room, you know you made my eyes burn It was like James Dean for sure You're so fresh to death and sick as ca-cancer You were sorta punk rock, I. Blue jeans, white shirt Walked into the room you know you made my eyes burn It was like, James Dean, for sure You're so fresh to death & sick as cancer
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. Blue Jeans Lyrics & Meanings: Blue jeans, White shirt / Walked into the room you know you made my eyes burn / It was like James Dean, for sure / You so fresh to death & sick as ca-cancer / You were sorta punk rock, I grew up on hip hop / But you fit me better than my favourite sweater, and I know / That love is mean, and love hurts / But I still remember that day we met in December, oh baby. Lykke Li - "Little Bit" Hands down, I'm too proud for love But with eyes shut, it's you I'm thinking of But how we move from A to B It can't be up to me 'cause you don't know Eye to eye, thigh to thigh, I let go I think.