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