Down on the corner
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By the traffic light
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Everybody's looking as she goes by
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They turn their heads and they,
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watch her 'till she's gone
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Lord have Mercy
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Baby's got her blue jeans on
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Up by the bus stop
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and across the street
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Open up their windows,
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to take a peek
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And she goes walking
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Rocking like a rolling stone
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Heaven help us
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Baby's got her blue jeans on
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[Chorus:]
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She can't help it if she's made that way
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She's not to blame if they look her way
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She ain't really trying to cause a scene
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It just comes naturally, no the girl can't help it
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Well up on Main street
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By the taxi stand
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There's a crowd of people and a traffic jam
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She don't look back
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She ain't doin' nothing wrong
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Lord have Mercy
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Baby's got her blue jeans on
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[Chorus]
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Down on the corner,
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by the traffic light
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Everybody's lookin' as she goes by
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They turn their heads and they watch her 'til she's gone
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Lord have Mercy, Baby's got her blue jeans on
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Heaven help us, Baby's got her blue jeans on
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Lord have Mercy, Baby's got her blue jeans on
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Baby's Got Her Blue Jeans On
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| Sammy Kershaw |
