I done run into my baby,
and finally found my old blue jeans
Well, I done ran into my baby,
and finally found my old blue jeans
I knew they was mine,
by the oil and the gasoline, yeah
If I ever get back my blue jeans,
well how happy could one man be?
I said, uh, if I ever get back my blue jeans,
well, how happy can one man be?
'Cause when I get back those blue jeans,
yeah, you know my baby,
will bring em home to me
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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