I saw her back in grade school

She was the prettiest girl I ever seen

And talking made me sound like a damn fool

Hadn't quite kicked that st, st, stuttering

So, I gave up on the whole thing

Thinking of a way, praying for the day

Hoping that the stars would align

And someday she'd be mine



Well, high school finally rolled around

And so did my chance

I just kept my distance until one hot minute

When I asked her to go to the dance, hey

She said yes and when the night was over

I had it in my hand

That picture we took with my arms wrapped around her

By the gym concession stand

Before that night was over

I wrote a couple words

First chance I got

I slip that picture in her purse



And it said, "Hold me, fold me

Slip me in the pocket of your favorite, old blue jeans

Ball me up and spin me clean

Leave me outside in the sunshine, honey

Roll me, lose me

Underneath a pile of your new things

Forget you ever knew me

Then, check your pocket someday and find me again"

Whoa

Whoa



Well, she went off to college

And I went off to do my thing

I was hanging out late one night

Drinking pitchers with some friends at the Kitchen Sink, yeah

I had to rub my eyes and look again

Just to be sure

That girl I knew damn came back a woman

And she's walking through that door

Before we left, she pulled a napkin from her shirt

It had her number on it, underneath the words



And it said, "Hold me, fold me

Slip me in the pocket of your favorite, old blue jeans

Ball me up and spin me clean

Leave me outside in the sunshine, honey

Roll me, lose me

Underneath a pile of your new things

Forget you ever knew me

Then, check your pocket someday and find me again"



Hey...



And it said, "Hold me, fold me

Slip me in the pocket of your favorite, old blue jeans

Ball me up and spin me clean

Leave me outside in the sunshine, honey

Roll me, lose me

Underneath a pile of your new things

Forget you ever knew me

Then, check your pocket, find me again"



It said, "Hold me, fold me

Slip me in the pocket of your favorite, old blue jeans

Ball me up and spin me clean

Leave me outside in the sunshine, honey

Roll me, lose me

Underneath a pile of your new things

Forget you ever knew me

Then, check your pocket, someday

Cause I'll be there



(Hold me, fold me)

I'll be there

I'll be there, ow

Cause I'll be there

(Roll me, lose me)

I'll be there, ooo

(Underneath a pile of your new things

Forget you ever knew me)

Hey, hey

(Hold me, fold me

Slip me in the pocket of your favorite old blue jeans...)