Down on the corner, by the traffic light, everybody's lookin', as she by, they turn their heads and they, watch her till she's gone.
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, while she goes walking, rockin' like a rollin' stone.
help us, baby's got her blue on!
[CHORUS] She can't help it if she's made that way, she's not be blamed if they look her way, she ain't really tryin' to cause a scene, it just comes naturally, nah , the girl can't help
Well up on main street, by the taxi stand, there's a crowd of people, and a traffic jam, she don't back, she ain't nothing' 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 her way, she ain't really tryin' to cause a scene, it just comes naturally, aw, the 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 till she's gone.
Lord have mercy, Baby's got her blue jeans on! Heaven help baby's got her blue jeans on!