I want to wear jeans from the eighties
And now I want the Woodstock again
I want the rock been a hit
Everything good cannot end

I want green beers in my fridge
I want mustangs for sale at the shop
I want express with Chantilly, please.
Just a lot or a few money, is not the problem to
Jeans from the eighties

Wait!
I can feel the rock in the air
I can play guitar, all right!
So you think we’re not going to conquer the world
I’ll be revealing for you

It’s time to get back in the past
Look at this place, this prison
Where I’ll see Jeans from the eighties
Jeans from the eighties
Jeans from the eighties
Jeans from the eighties

Where are the jukeboxes at the bars?
And old motorcycles parked on my way
Where are rock singers like in the eighties?
Where are the best songs of blues and jazz?

Wait!
I can feel the rock in the air
I can play guitar, all right!
So you think we’re not going to conquer the world
I’ll be revealing for you

It’s time to get back in the past
Look at this place, this prison
Where I’ll see Jeans from the eighties
Jeans from the eighties
Jeans from the eighties
Jeans from the eighties