I remember when I was a young man My mama took me to the store And I was scared out of my mind As I stared at that dressing room door I was like: "What if the pants are too bright, too dark, too baggy, too tight, too big, wrong cut or too light Mom was like: "Just be yourself, son Whatever you choose will be right" Well, it's like she knew my very soul 'Cause the pants I bought that day would change my life I left that store with a uniform That I was wearing when I met my wife And at my first pop-rock show And when I touched my first boob And the first time I read Thoreau I did it all in my t-shirt and jeans That's right, it doesn't mean anything People who know me know That I try not to say too much just with my clothes And if you wanna get to know me, man We're gonna have to talk So that you can find out who I am Well, jeans are pretty great They're durable and comfortable They're pants made out of plants So it's hard to argue they're unethical And I sure can say a little or a lot I'm a fan of unironic images of things I like Like giraffes or my YouTube friends or pants Or chickens, Jesus, nerds or bikes But if you really wanna know what I love most about this wardrobe is that It tells you very little about what lies beneath these clothes Just by looking at me You would never know if I'm a Thousandaire or a billionaire I wanna tell you with my mouth Not with the clothes I wear x 2 I think it's odd how when we rebel We put on uniforms Like eyeliner or fancy pants That come factory pre-torn It's easy to say That a guy must be a certain way Just because he dresses offbeat And a subcultural shortcut Might be what he's goin' for But it's always gonna be incomplete Yeah, we're never gonna know what that means Which is why I wear T-shirt and jeans That's right, it doesn't mean anything People who know me know That I try not to say too much just with my clothes And if you wanna get to know me, man We're gonna have to talk So that you can find out who I am Yeah, We're gonna have to talk So that you can find out who I am