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Duke Street thrift shop, Levi cut-offs, every 12-year-old's dream What I would have told that wide-eyed girl I used to be Walking past that double O rack don't mean nothing at all Pretty ain't just textbook math, so if you're feeling small It's just some denim, and a number's just a word They'll put up a fight, but don't let 'em tell the story of your worth It's just some denim, and if one thing is true Those old baby blues got nothin' on you There was a time when I'd be crying on the change room floor 'Cause only pretty girls fit into anything in the store But skinny jeans on your sweet 16 don't get to have a say So lift your head, 'cause the good Lord says you're wonderfully made It's just some denim, and the number's just a word They'll put up a fight, but don't let 'em tell the story of your worth It's just some denim, and if one thing is true Those old baby blues got nothin' on you It's just some denim, and it can't measure your worth They'll put up a fight, but don't let 'em take credit they don't deserve It's just some denim, and if one thing is true Those old baby blues got nothin' Those old baby blues got nothin' on you
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