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 (cha-cha)

I pull my blue jeans on

I pull my old blue jeans on (cha-cha)

It's the weekend, and I know that you're free

So pull on your jeans and come on out with me

I need to have you near me

I need to feel you close to me (cha-cha)

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

Got a tiger in my tank

And I'm king of the road again

I'll meet ya in the usual place

I don't need a thing, 'cept your pretty face

And I need to have you near me

I need to feel you close to me (cha-cha)

I need to have you near me

I need to feel you close to me (cha-cha)

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

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

I pull my blue jeans on

I pull my old blue jeans on (cha-cha)

I pull my blue jeans on

I pull my old blue jeans on (cha-cha)

I pull my blue jeans on,

I pull my old blue jeans on (cha-cha)

(Cha-cha)(cha-cha)