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Jeans On |
When I wake up in the mornin’ light
I pull on my jeans and I feel all right
I pull my blue jeans
on, I pull my old blue jeans on
I pull my blue jeans on, I pull my old blue jeans on
It’s the weekend, and
I know that you’re free
So pull on your jeans and come on out with me
Oh ’cause I need to have you near
me,
I need to feel you close to me
I need to have you near me, I need to feel you close to me
You and me, we’ll
go motorbike ridin’ in the sun
And the wind and the rain
I got money in my pocket, I got a tiger in my tank
And
I’m king of the road again
I’ll meet ya in the usual place
You don’t need a thing except your
pretty face, alright
I pull my blue jeans on, I pull my old blue jeans on
I pull my blue jeans on, I pull my old blue
jeans on
Aw, here we go mama
You and me, we’ll go motorbike ridin’ in the sun
And the wind and the
rain
I got money in my pocket, I got a tiger in my tank
And I’m king of the road again
When I wake up in
the mornin’ light
I pull on my jeans and I feel all right
Hey I pull my blue jeans on, I pull my old blue jeans
on
I pull my blue jeans on, I pull my old blue jeans on
I pull my blue jeans on, I pull my old blue jeans on
I
pull my blue jeans on, I pull my old blue jeans on |
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