I saw you sittin' there sippin' red wine down at Causen Mills
I knew you'd prob'ly be outta my league but I though, what the hell
Aw, what the hell
Five dollars a glass was kickin' my butt but I kept on buyin'
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 ol' place
I couldn't help but think
I can't afford to love you
But I can't afford not too
Hoo hoo hoo
I asked you if you ever stared up at the stars from a tailgate
Down by the river with a six pack
You said no, but it sure sounds great
You climbed up in my old 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
Yeah, 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 been together ever since that night
You're still in love with that same old guy
Same old guy
In forty dollar blue jeans
Next to a beauty queen
Used to the finer things
Yeah, we set a date for next spring
Workin' 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