Hot pants, hey hot pants uh! Smokin' Hot pants, smokin' that, hot pants
That's where it's at a-that's where it's at Take your fine self home It looks much better than time My fever keeps growin' Girl you're blowin' my mind
Thinkin' of losin' that funky feelin' don't uh! 'Cause you got to use just what you got To get just what you want-a Hey hu! Hot pants! Hey! Hot pants smokin'! Hot pants make ya sure of yourself, good Lord You walk like you got the only lovin' left hey So brother, if you're thinkin' of losin' that feelin' Then don't, ha 'Cause a woman got to use what she got To get just what she wants hey! Hey hot pants A-look a-hot pants won't make ya dance But as slick as you are-ah! You make the pants Uh! Hey brother, do ya like it? The girl over there with the funky pants on ha! She can ah! Do the chicken all night long The girl over there with the hot pants on uh! She can do the Funky Broadway all night long
The girl over there with the hot pants on Filthy MacNasty all night long Get down hu! The one over there With the mini dress ha! I ain't got time, I still dig that mess Get down! But I like the hot pants Hey! I like a hot pants
Ooooh! Bring it home! One more! Hit me! Aaay! Bring it home! Bring it home! Oh uh! Bring it on home Bring it on home...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
