Baby's Got Her Blue Jeans On
Conway Twitty

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

Up by the bus stop, and across the street,
Open up their windows, to take a peek,
As she goes walkin', 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 till she's gone
Lord have mercy, baby's got her blue jeans on
Heaven help us, baby's got her blue jeans on