Oh, Blue Jean – is heaven any sweeter than Blue Jean She got a police bike She got a turned up nose Sometimes I feel like (Oh, the whole human race) Jazzin’ for Blue Jean (Oh, and when my Blue Jean’s blue) Blue Jean can send me (Oh, somebody send me) Somebody send me (Oh, somebody send me) One day I’m gonna write a poem in a letter One day I’m gonna get that faculty together Remember that everybody has to wait in line Blue Jean-look out world you know I’ve got mine She got Latin roots She got everything.