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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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Thunder, rain and lightning,
Danger, pants are rising,
Clamor, sirens wailing,
It's such a bad sign.

Shadows of dark creatures'
Steel pants floating in the air
People run for shelter.
What's gonna happen to us?

All the pants we take,
All the pants we make,
All the pants at stake.
I see the pants are for everyone -
Who are pants? What can pants do?

You and I are same in a way that
We have our own pants that we won't change.
Yours is filled with evil and mine is not,
There is no way I can lose!

Can't hold on much longer,
But I will never let go.
I know it's a one-way track.
Tell me now how long this will last
I'm not gonna think this way,
Nor will I count on others.
Close my eyes and feel the pants,
Now I see what I've gotta do:
Open your pants, it's gonna be alright.
Now is the winter of our thermal pants, made glorious summer by these pants of York.
Pants is down!
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