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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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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!
Hey teacher! Leave those pants alone! Maybe I should go and do some work now...
The sun has got his pants on, hip hip hip hooray! Nope.
Hold me closer, tiny pantser....
The pants are in the post
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