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