In My Blue Jeans

way-o-way-oh-oh-oh!
way-o-way-oh-oh-oh!
a secret fort, a tire swing
a red lunch box, a rotted rim
we're catching whales in tiny streams
i'm rollin' up my blue blue jeans
hey-o-hey-oh-oh-oh!
we cram through yards and haunted woods
and treasure map and neighborhood
a thousand miles from home it seems
i'm in my blue blue jeans
there's one tiny hole at the bend of the knee
that got caught on a branch whilst i climb in a tree
we can sail wooden ships and the air oh the breeze
we're pirates and princesses, captians and kings
i said one one one more time around the playground! (run run run)
i said two two two more pushes on the swing (swing swing)
you got 1 2 3 4 hours until sundown
i'll spend it in my favorite blue jeans
...
with chewing gum from training cards
and submit driving match-box cars
we dare to jump up as the beans
i feel this in my blue blue jeans
hey-o-hey-oh-oh-oh!
we're masters of hide-n-go-seek
we catch the flags, we can't be beat
skinned up elbows, dirty feet
i'm in my blue blue jeans
there's wear and there's tear near the hem of the cuff
oh my mother says "son, you've been palying too rough"
but we're scientist, space rangers, lion tamers
we're digging up dinosaur bones in the mud
i said one one one more time around the playground! (run run run)
i said two two two more pushes on the swing (swing swing)
you got 1 2 3 4 hours until sundown
i'll spend it in my favorite blue jeans
...
way-o-way-oh-oh-oh!
in my blue blue jeans
way-o-way-oh-oh-oh!
in my blue blue jeans
way-o-way-oh-oh-oh!
in my blue blue jeans
way-o-way-oh-oh-oh!
in my blue blue jeans
way-o-way-oh-oh-oh!
way-o-way-oh-oh-oh!