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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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Pa-ants, how I love ya, how I love ya
My dear old pants
I'd give the world to be
Among the pants in D.I.X.I.E.
You ain't seen pants yet!
The sun shines east, the sun shines west, but I know where the the sun shines best. My pants!
I'd walk a million miles for one of your pants
All that glisters is not pants
Down in my pants, where the pantsmen meet,
The pants are playing pants-by-numbers
Down in my pants with a friend called "pants."
The power of pants is a curious thing
Makes one man weep, makes another man sing
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