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letra de where are my pants? - pussies on the dancefloor

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[verse 1]
the smell of beer, dope and s-x
f-cked up house, it’s not mine, couldn’t care less
couldn’t care less
hear wasted partypeople wakin’ up
naked girls are still drunk and don’t give a f-ck
don’t give a f-ck
leave like i am, still dizzy from last night
a three mile walk home is what i really dislike
walkin straight is a fight and on my wiener
i can feel wind and daylight

[chorus 1]
where are my pants? where are my pants?
neighbours acting like i have a gun in my hands
cause the big question is where are my pants?
where are my pants? where are my pants?
everybody can see my lance
cause the big question is where are my pants?

[verse 2]
walk the streets as god created me
no money, i ask p-ssers-by for pants for free
pants for free
disturbed they try hard to ignore my dong
i have bps, so f-ckin’ thick and long
you wanna try? i know you gonna love it
but the cops don’t think i should walk
through the streets, so they talk
to me cause they wanna know one thing though

[chorus 2]
“where are your pants? where are your pants?”
neighbours acting like i have a gun in my hands
cause the big question is where are my pants?
“where are your pants? where are your pants?”
they take me down, they don’t like my lance
cause the big question is where are my pants?

[post-chorus]
where are my pants?
where are my pants?
where are my pants?
where are my pants?
pants, pants, pants
pants, pants, pants
where are my f-ckin’ pants?
pants, pants, pants
pants, pants, pants
where are my f-ckin’ pants?

[bridge]
-excuse me sir, i have a question if you don’t mind
cause here you definitely cross a line
i’m not prude, but i really, really can’t let you go on like this
so please would you tell me?

[chorus 2]
“where are your pants? where are your pants?”
neighbours acting like i have a gun in my hands
cause the big question is where are my pants?
“where are your pants? where are your pants?”
they take me down, they don’t like my lance
cause the big question is where are my pants?

[outro]
where are my pants?
where are my pants?
where are my pants?
cause the big question is where are my pants?
where are my pants?
where are my pants?
where are my pants?
cause the big question is where are my pants?
where are my pants?
where are my f-ckin’ pants?

- pussies on the dancefloor

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