Can't Afford To Love You

I saw you sittin' there sippin' red wine Down at Causen Mills I knew you'd probably be outta my league But I thought, 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 to 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 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 We been together ever since that night You're still in love with that same old guy That same old guy In my 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 I can't afford not to love on you