Where'd you get those pants?
Grabbin' flesh and moanin' like a Buddist chant
Polyester friction rubbin' butt

Pedal pushers pumpin', I can't get enough
Hip huggin' puts me in a trance


Ohhh, where'd you get those pants?
Lord have mercy


Where'd you get those pants?
Like honey stickin' to a jar attractin' ants
It makes me alivate when your chocolate shakes

So gimme double chili cheese and bacon cake
And throw me in a side of romance


Girl, where'd you get those pants
Hey foxy lady


This shiny silver sweaty shirt stuck to my skin
Reveals the hot and helpless hungry state I'm in
You give my brand new pants a brand new happy fit

You really got me movin'
So let me get you groovin'


Where'd you get those pants
Let's hit the parking lot for a second glance
In the back seat of my Cadillac, let's take a chance

Them (*##$y britches look so dope
Hittin' switches til it itches, let's lose control


Where'd you get those pants?
I can dig it
Where'd you get those pants?


Click like a camera flash
And them Spandex

Making me erect
Ahh, those daisy dukes
The way they ridin' up the booty

Make an old man just get up and dance
And take all his !#!^


The fit on the hip makes my backbone slip
The slope of the curve hits the rawest nerve
Those silky thights they hypnotize

You're messin' up my mind

The fit on the hip makes it worth the trip

The slope of the curve hits the rawest nerve
Thsoe silky thighs they hypnotize
You're messin' up my mind