Lyrics Conway Twitty

Conway Twitty

Baby's Got Her Blue Jeans On

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

Y'all 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, lord 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

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, aw 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