Intro: (A - D) (A - D) (A - D) (A - D) A D A D Down on the corner, by the traffic light A D A D Everybody's lookin' as she goes by G D G D A D A D They turn their heads and they watch her till she's gone E D E7 A D A D 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 While she goes walkin' rocking like a rolling stone Heaven help us, baby's got her blue jeans on Refrão ------------- F#m E D A She can't help it if she's made that way D A D E She's not to blame if they look her way F#m E D A She ain't really tryin' to cause a scene D E It just comes natur'lly, 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' nothing wrong Lord have mercy, baby's got her blue jeans on Chorus Repeat 1st verse