Good Jeans, Bad Ideas

You walked in wearing trouble on too long legs I was raised on Bible, boots and behavior But you got make bad decisions written on your frame You got good genes, bad ideas Every little move they come right here You spin that drink, I lose my mind Cause your boy likes to let fall behind You leaning close, whispering my ear And all my eye don't do that, disappears yeah you're sweet too wow tequila mixed in one good jeans bad ideas and i want everyone you said let's leave early hit that back road bridge i said girl i gotta work you said yeah but did this next thing i know i'm in your front seat like clock says on a dash, hair in a mess, you laugh like you ain't never heard a word less, you trace my arm with your fingertip, and my last did a common sense, you jump ship, I had plans to be home, by 10 sleep tight, now I'm praying the sun forgets to rise tonight, cause you got good genes, bad ideas, every little move safe, take the detour there, you tap that beat on the console line, and my boy be good, goes out of my mind, you bought your lift, shift that truck in gear, All my Sunday school thoughts disappear Yeah, you're from few faiths with a backseat grin On good jeans, bad ideas, and I'm too far gone One day I'll probably thank the Lord above For the way you ruin my plans with love If being right means living life without this still going girl Keep me wrong at will, you got good genes, bad ideas Turn a straight line of life to a wild frontier One little dance and my roots fall down like beer cans Rolling in a tailgate town, you say come here And it's crystal clear I'm a full grown man with a teenage chair If trouble had addressed cold, it looked like you darling Good genes, bad ideas, and I'm all in on you