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Velvet night, you're swayin’ slow,

Saxophone drippin’ like candle glow,

Got that cherry cola pout,

Lipstick whispers, “turn me out.”

You slide beside me, warm and close,

Denim tight where the fever grows.

I lose my cool, it’s plain to see —

You’re churnin’ up a storm in me.

Blue Jean Ice Cream, baby, meltin’ in my seams,

Sweet like a secret, ridin’ through my dreams.

A little heat, a little steam,

Now I’m creamin’ in my jeans —

Oh, Blue Jean Ice Cream…

You know just what that means.

Touch so soft, it’s criminal,

Movin’ like you know the intervals.

Snap of the hip, twist of fate,

Your rhythm's got me runnin’ late.

You play me like your favorite song,

Each note right where it belongs.

Now I’m spillin’ over, can't contain,

Your sugar’s drivin’ me insane.

Blue Jean Ice Cream, baby, cool but feelin’ mean,

Drippin’ under neon, slick and serpentine.

A little moan, a little scream,

Yeah, I’m creamin’ in my jeans —

Oh, Blue Jean Ice Cream…

You're my midnight cuisine.

Ooh, scoop me up, don’t waste a drop,

Got that sundae love — cherry on top.

You lick your lips, I lose my mind,

I’m the cone you grind and wind.

Blue Jean Ice Cream, baby, dance until we steam,

Spillin’ over pleasure, like a fever dream.

A little funk, a little gleam,

Now I’m creamin’ in my jeans —

Oh, Blue Jean Ice Cream…

You make my cool come clean.

Yeah, Blue Jean Ice Cream…

Ain’t no shame in the sweet obscene.