Lyrics:

(D. Locorriere/S. Weedman/R. Haffkine) Night falls on the city, baby feels the beat Slick and sexy angel of the street The queen of all the night birds watch her when she walks She don't say nothing but, baby makes her blue jeans talk Baby makes her blue jeans, yes she makes her blue jeans talk Baby makes her blue jeans, yes she makes her blue jeans talk You know what she's thinking about and it turns you inside out She don't say nothing but, baby makes her blue jeans talk Night time in the city, magic in the air The action starts at midnight, she'll be there The queen of all the night birds, a player in the dark She don't say nothing but, baby makes her blue jeans talk Baby makes her blue jeans, yes she makes her blue jeans talk Baby makes her blue jeans, yes she makes her blue jeans talk You know what she's thinking about and it turns you inside out She don't say nothing but, baby makes her blue jeans talk Baby makes her blue jeans, yes she makes her blue jeans talk Baby makes her blue jeans, yes she makes her blue jeans talk You know what she's thinking about and it turns you inside out She don't say nothing but, baby makes her blue jeans talk She don't say nothing but, baby makes her blue jeans talk She won't say nothing She don't say nothing ......... (c)1982 Screen Gems-EMI Music Ltd.