Brad Paisley
Brad Paisley - The Pants lyrics
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36, 32, boot cut with a skoal ring Grease stains, bleach spots and a hole in the knee You say the man inside those Levi's don't take orders And she'll just have to realize you'll do as you damn well please You wear the pants, buddy good for you I'm so impressed, yeah whoopty-doo You need to know that ain't how it works It's not who wears the pants, it's who wears the skirt In the top drawer of her dresser there's some panties Go try on that purple pair with the lacy frill With your big old thighs I bet you can't get in 'em And with that attitude of yours, hell, I bet you never will You wear the pants, buddy good for you I'm so impressed, yeah whoopty-doo You need to know that ain't how it works It's not who wears the pants, it's who wears the skirt A big old boy like you can probably bench 350 A little thing like her can barely lift the bar But just wait until that woman has a headache And she sits there with her legs crossed we'll see how strong you are You wear the pants, buddy good for you We're so impressed, whoopty-doo You'll soon find out that ain't how it works It's not who wears the pants, it's who wears the skirt You wear the pants, she'll wear the skirt