Paroles: Al Jarreau. Yo' Jeans.

Say jeans, say cha, cha, cha
And yo' jeans, say cha, cha, cha
Sweetie yo' jeans, say cha, cha, cha
Talkin' 'bout yo' jeans, say cha, cha, cha

Over now for football, baseball, Sunday afternoon TV
I know you don't need to ask me where I'll be, oh yes
But when you go out to play, I may have to slip away
I'm a 49er but nothin's finer than yo' jeans

Talkin' 'bout, 'bout yo' jeans, say cha, cha, cha

Newport, Bridgeport, Cincinnati, Brooklyn, Queens
Sweet mint julip afternoons in New Orleans
But when you do your sweet sashay, I'll be up and on my way
Fond of Carolina but nothin's finer than

Yo' jeans say, cha, cha, cha
Sweetie yo' jeans, cha, cha, cha
The cha, cha, cha
To yo' jeans, cha, cha, cha
Thanks to yo' jeans, say cha, cha, cha
Talkin' 'bout yo' jeans girl
Talkin' 'bout, talkin' 'bout yo' oh torn off jeans
Talkin' 'bout yo' j-j-jeans baby, yo' jeans