Graham Parker & The Figgs - Tough on Clothes lyrics

That crazy shirt you wear It's gettin'thin near threadbare That ribbon in your hair Made outta lace and it's bound to tear Those ice-blue jeans you got With the hole in the back And the sunflower swatch People are startin'to stare God knows what's goin' on With your underwear Chorus You're tough on clothes It's gonna cost me a fortune To keep you in 'em You're tough on clothes I'm gonna have to get a job and Make a decent livin' now You're tough on you're tough on Go easy now, go easy child Those shoes like a blast from the past The heels are lookin'wobbly now They can't last That sweater with the maple leaf Went and lost it's shape In the very first week That jacket with the nice green piping Got hit with a tomato that was Really ripe and Those brand new joggin' pants Are covered with flies and crushed ants Chorus Your mother spends so much Time on stitchin' You'll have us all eatin' at the Soup kitchen You got a pair of pants for every day But none of them fit did you buy 'em that way You tried on everything at the local mall But it's either too big or too small And that little black dress we bought ya It looks like it's been through some Kind of torture Those socks if they had half a chance Would walk on their own or Learn to dance And those brand new sweat pants Now is that dead flies or crushed ants Chorus