Lana Del Rey - Blue Jeans [Album Version Remastered] [Version] lyrics

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 d**h and sick as ca-cancer You were sorta punk rock, I grew up on hip hop But you fit me better than my favorite sweater, and I know That love is mean, and love hurts But I still remember that day we met in December, oh baby I will love you 'til the end of time I would wait a million years Promise you'll remember that you're mine