I saw you sittin' there sippin' red wine
Down at Cozumel's
I knew you'd probably be out of my league
But I thought, what the hell
Aw, what the hell
Five dollars a glass was kickin' my butt
But I kept on buying
I kinda thought you were into me
So I kept on tryin'
To get them sparks a flyin'
In my forty dollar blue jeans
Next to a beauty queen
Used to the finer things
All I had to my name
Was a big ol' truck and a little old place
I couldn't help but think
I can't afford to love you
But I can't afford not to
Hoo-hoo-hoo
I asked you if you'd ever stared up at the stars
From a tailgate
Down by the river with a 6-pack
You said "no, but sure sounds great"
You climbed up in my ol' truck
Sittin' right beside me
I cranked up a country song
And you started smilin'
Yeah this ol' boy was stylin'
In forty dollar blue jeans
Next to a beauty queen
Used to the finer things
I missed work for three days
Kissin' on you, didn't get paid
I couldn't help but think
I can't afford to love you
But I can't afford not to
Hoo-hoo-hoo
We've been together ever since that night
You're still in love with that same ol' guy
That same ol' guy
Woo guy
In my forty dollar blue jeans
Next to a beauty queen
Used to the finer things
Yeah we set a date for next spring
Working two jobs, pickin' out rings
I can't help but think
I can't afford to love you
I can't afford to love you
But I can't afford not to
Hoo-hoo-hoo
I can't afford not to
Love on you
