Babys Got Her Blue Jeans On

[Intro]  A - D  4x

[Verse 1]
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

A         D             A          D
Up by the bus stop, and across the street
A             D       A         D
Open up their windows to take a peek
G               D      G              D       A     D  A  D
While she goes walkin' rockin' like a rolling stone
E               D              E7         A    D   A   D
Heaven help us, baby's got her blue jeans on

[Chorus]
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

[Verse 2]
A           D           A           D
Well up on main street, by the taxi stand
A                  D        A           D
There's a crowd of people and a traffic jam
G               D              G         D          A  D  A  D
She don't look back, she ain't doin' nothin' wrong
E                D              E7         A    D   A   D
Lord have mercy, baby's got her blue jeans on

[Chorus]
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

[Verse 1]
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

A         D             A          D
Up by the bus stop, and across the street
A             D       A         D
Open up their windows to take a peek
G               D      G              D       A     D  A  D
While she goes walkin' rockin' like a rolling stone
E               D              E7         A    D   A   D
Heaven help us, baby's got her blue jeans on