Down on the corner by the 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 blue jeans on.



Up by the bus and across the street

Open up their windows to take a peek

And she goes walking, rocking like a rolling stone

Heaven help us, baby's got her blue jeans on.



Chorus:

She can't help it if she's made that way

She's not to blame if they look her way

She ain't really trying to cause a scene

It just comes naturally, no 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

She don't look back she ain't doin' nothing wrong

Lord have Mercy, baby's got her blue jeans on.



Chorus:

She can't help it if she's made that way

She's not to blame if they look her way

She ain't really trying to cause a scene

It just comes naturally, no the girl can't help it.



Down on the corner by the traffic light

Everybody's lookin' as she goes by

They turn their heads and they watch her 'til she's gone

Lord have Mercy, Baby's got her blue jeans on.



Heaven help us, Baby's got her blue jeans on.

Lord have Mercy, Baby's got her blue jeans on...