Lyrics

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 Up by the bus stop and across the street Open up their windows to take a peek How she goes walking, rockin' like a rollin' stone Heaven help us, baby's got her blue jeans on 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 tryin' 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' nothin' wrong Lord, have mercy, baby's got her blue jeans on 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 tryin' 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
Writer(s): Robert Lee Mcdill Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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