Jeans (Vondráčková Lucie)

I went shopping in a place I'd never been Curious and old was the salesman And he told me: Girl, You need these magic jeans Surely they'll fit You´d be stupid If you didn't buy So finally I realize That maybe he was right There where you stride I'm step behind Iťs not my fault But secret power Of my magic jeans Oh, where you stride I'm step behind Wherever you will go Now you have noticed Whaťs going on I have to move on It isn't true that l fancy you Told them milion times Do not compromise Break the spell and let him go I don't really reckon With your trust in me No effect to Look for that salesman I don't wanna find him Tell you finally There's no shop indeed You are seeking For that something That's disappeared Oh, where you stride I´m step behind Wherever you will go And you can tell whaťs Going on You'll never be alone Oh, where you stride I´m step behind Wherever you will go And you can tell whaťs Going on You'll never be alone Oh, where you stride I´m step behind Wherever you will go And you can tell whaťs Going on You'll never be alone Oh, where you stride I'm step behind Wherever you will go Now you have noticed Whaťs going on You´re still moving on Those things can only happen to me One point I have to say I like to obey Power of my magic jeans Oh, where you stride I´m step behind Wherever you will go And you can tell whaťs Going on You'll never be alone Oh, where you stride I´m step behind Wherever you will go And you can tell whaťs Going on You'll never be alone