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The Pants Game Does Dallas
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Many are called, but few are pants. Winning pants are, of course, unchanged.
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Clap pants, here's comes Charlie.
A kiss on the pants may be quite continental...
You're only supposed to blow the bleedin' pants off...
'Scuse me while I kiss these pants!
Purple pants, growin' in my brain...
Lady Madonna, lying on the bed, listen to the music playing in your pants
I can't stand no runnin' around!
I can't stand no put me down!
I put my pants on you,
Because you're mine!
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