~Baby's Got Her Bluejeans On~
Down on a corner of a traffic light
Everybody's looking as she goes by.
They turn their heads
and they watch her till she's gone.
Lord have mercy.
Baby's got her bluejeans on.
Up by the busstop and across the street
open up their windows to take a peek
while she goes walking
Rocking like a rolling stone.
Heaven help us.
Baby's got her bleanjeans on.
She can' help it if she's made that way.
She's not the blame if they look her way.
She ain't really trying to cause a scene.
It just comes naturally.
Ahh! The girl can't help it.
Well, up on main street by the taxi stand
There's a crowd of people and a traffic jam.
But she don't look back.
She's doing nothing wrong.
Lord have mercy.
Baby's got her bluejeans on.
She can' help it if she's made that way.
She's not the blame if they look her way.
She ain't really trying to cause a scene.
It just comes naturally.
Ahh! The girl can't help it.
Down on a corner of a traffic light
Everybody's looking as she goes by.
They turn their heads
and they watch her till she's gone.
Lord have mercy.
Baby's got her bluejeans on.
Heaven help us.
Baby's got her bleanjeans on.
Sung by
~Mel McDaniels~
Page made by
~JeremiaJohnson~
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