"Crooked Smile, Old Faded Blue Jean Summer"

That crooked smile, then old faded blue jeans,
The thought of you takes me back to my favorite scenes,
Sitting on the tailgate of your pickup truck,
Feeling like I'm in a dream, but just my luck,
You squeeze my hand a little stronger,
Then tickle me 'til I can't take it any longer,
I try to get away, but I really don't wanna escape.
No, I really wanna stay in this crooked smile, old faded blue jean summer.

It's a beautiful sight, lookin' in your eyes,
Everything's alright with you by my side,
I love your crazy crooked smile and them old faded blue jeans,
When I think of them I go back to my favorite scenes.
Looking up at the star-filled sky,
You said, "I never do this and I don't know why."
We found the dippers and a shooting star,
I made my wish as you walked me to my car,
I didn't wanna leave, but we kissed good-bye,
It feels like this crooked smile, old faded blue jean summer is flying by.