I have this whole theory
About a man and his jeans
If he doesn't have good ones
He isn't worth beans
They can't be too baggy
They can't be too tight
And a guy in skinnies
Is just not right
It is vastly preferable
That they reach to the floor
There's nothing like highwaters
To make my eyes sore
Design is where it's at
But not too much flair
And dragging them around
Tells me you don't care
They say that the eyes
Are a window to the soul
I say that this is true
But just a part of the whole
A man in good jeans
Stands out from the rest
And of all the guys I know
You wear yours the best.
