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