Blue Jeans and the National Anthem

Blue Jeans and the National Anthem

©Mimi Wolske, July 2013

All Rights Reserved

 

 

My heart is drenched in white

And in the color of the ecstasy you give

When you’re wearing blue jeans

And the national anthem

Tastes like they’re the same desire

When I’m right back where I

Think I’ve always been, and

That’s the place called loving you

 

I can’t keep track of each white lie

And I try not to think of you in those

Blue jeans and the national anthem

Just keeps on flapping out its

Support for a scrambled egg and

Rocky road lovers riding

Into the sunset never

Saying a discouraging word

 

I wanna go back

I wanna go back

Back to the days when

Love was new

I wanna go back

I wanna go back

Take me back to those days

Take me with you

 

I’m tossing out half-truths half white

And dragging out the bleach

For your blue jeans

and the national anthem

Is a song played by the free

Didn’t I love you freely

But the thrill was in the chase

So you went to California

 

Passed out prone on sheets of white

All cried out and so

Ready to be rid of blue jeans

And the national anthem

If I can’t be at the top of chart

I won’t be number two

Hotel sprees and credit-card keys

Two glasses in the photos

 

I wanna go back

I wanna go back

Back to the days when

Love was new

I wanna go back

I wanna go back

Take me back to those days

Take me with you

 

Where’s the red in our red, white, and blue

Standing up for myself

And your blue jeans

And the national anthem

I’ll fight for mine

I’ll fight for you

Out on the freeway

I’m in love with you