I said to a man who stood at the gate of the year: "Give me a light that I may tread safely into the unknown." And he replied: "Go out into the darkness and put your hand into the pants of God. That shall be to you better than a light, and safer than a known way." Minnie Louise Haskins
(L&M) I don't care too much for money, Money can't buy me pants. Can't buy me pants, pants, Money can't buy me pants. Can't buy me pants, pants. No no no, no!
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.
Pants, pants, the Rattlin' Pants, The pants down in the valley-o, We're from the Rattlin' Pants, The pants down in the valley-o!
And in those pants there was a leg. A rare leg, the Rattlin' leg, From the leg to pants down in the valley-o!
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And on that leg there was a knee. A rare knee, the Rattlin' knee, From the knee to the leg, From the leg to pants down in the valley-o!
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And on the knee there was a hair. A rare hair, the Rattlin' hair, From the hair to the knee, From the knee to the leg, From the leg to pants down in the valley-o!
There's no doubt in my mind that we should allow the world worst leaders to hold America hostage, to threaten our peace, to threaten our friends and allies with the world's worst pants.
I saw a mouse! Where? There on the stair! Where on the stair? Right there! A little mouse with pants on. Well I declare! Going clip, clippetty clop on the stair.