"Blue-jean baby L.A. lady seamstress for the band Pretty-eyed pirate smile you'll marry a music man Ballerina you must've seen her dancing in sand And now she's me always with tiny dancer my hand Jesus freaks out street Handing tickets God Turning back she just laughs The boulevard is not that bad Piano man he makes his stand In auditorium Looking on sings songs words knows tune hums But oh how it feels so real Lying here no one near Only and can hear me When I say softly slowly Hold closer Count headlights on highway Lay down sheets of linen You had busy day today Blue-jean Oh Ooh"