When I wake up in the morning 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.