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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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Father Ibid
My lovely pants, running through the field
Ibid
It's the end of the pants as we know it
It's the end of the pants as we know it
It's the end of the pants as we know it
And I feel fine
Ibid
Follow me, don't follow me
I've got my spine, I've got my orange pants
Ibid
Pants. huh! Yeah!
What are they good for?
Absolutely nothin'! Uh huh uh hu-uh.
Ibid
You know that I would be untrue
You know that I would be a liar
If I were to say to you
Girl, we couldn't get much higher
Come on baby light, my pants
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