I caught the bus out of New Orleans   Tipped my hat to the land of dreams   Looked out the window to try to forget   Where I was goin' ain't figured out yet      Southern Summer's got me soaked in sweat   I feel the cool green lawns of Connecticut   Miles apart, but it's all the same road   Holdin' barbed wire, had to let her go      Side-slippin' blind-sided zydeco feet   Hi-steppin' jumpin' don'tcha feel the beat   A wash of noise comin' down the street   I singed before I felt her heat      She was a perfect girl   Livin' in a perfect world   A tightly packed package from her head to her shoes   So stylishly ripped in her blue jean blues      The wills and won'ts of the social fate   Dos and don'ts of cultural etiquette   The riddles of the politically correct   These are the things I just don't seem to get      I've all adrift in her garden set   I felt like God's own patriot   Miles apart but it's all the same road   I kissed her hand and said I got to go      She was a perfect girl   Livin' in a perfect world   A tightly packed package from her head to her shoes   So stylishly ripped in her blue jean blues      Duck the bullets, hit the bricks   You know I got to get away quick   This constant adoration   Staggers the imagination      Found myself down at the old log inn   Swattin' skeeters and remembering   Dimpled chin on her pretty little face   The curves of her body I won't soon erase      She was his perfect girl   Livin' in a troubled world   A tightly packed package from her head to her shoes   So stylishly ripped in her blue jean blues      She was a perfect girl   Livin' in a perfect world   A tightly packed package from her head to her shoes   So stylishly ripped in her blue jean blues      She was a perfect girl   Livin' in a perfect world   A tightly packed package from her head to her shoes   I'm sittin' all alone with my blue jean blues