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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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Tell me why I don't like pants, Tell me why I don't like pants, Tell me why I don't like pants..ooh ooh ooh!
Burn, baby, burn! It's a pants inferno!
This is the dawning of the Age of Pants
I AM THE EGGMAN, (oooh) THEY ARE THE EGGMEN, (oooh) I AM THE PANTS, GOO GOO G'JOOB..
She's only a bird in some gilded pants,
A beautiful sight to see.
You may think she's happy and free from care,
She's not, though she seems to be.
It's sad when you think of her wasted life,
For youth cannot mate with age.
And her beauty was sold for an old man's gold,
She's a bird in some gilded pants.
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