Lyrics

Well in a-blue jeans and a boy's shirt, she's mine Well in a-blue jeans and a boy's shirt, she's fine Well at the recordhop or the drive-in show She's always ready to rock 'n' roll Yeah, blue jeans and a boy's shift, she's mine Well in a-blue jeans and a boy's shirt, she's tough When we kiss, she never gets enough She's sweet sixteen and a teenage queen The finest chick you ever seen In a-blue jeans and a boy's shirt, she's mine Well, all the guys wanna take her out, but it just can't be done She tells all the guys that ask, I'm the only one Oh, in a-blue jeans and a boy's shirt, she's tough When-a she's feelin' fine, she likes to rock She likes to hear a wall of sax When they do there's nothing lax In blue jeans and a boy's shirt, she's mine
Writer(s): Glen Trout, Bobby George Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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