The pants
by Brad Paisley
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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
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