Lyrics:
What is that shit in my trousers
What is that shit in my trousers
What is that shit in my trousers
Know that I'm getting that bank
What is that shit
Kcp2
Alwaysonpoint
Eternal africa
Bring your phekus closer closer closer
Make I pull my trouser trouser trouser
Bring your kpekus closer closer
pushbikes after dark
Baggy trousers, dirty shirt
Pulling hair and eating dirt
Teacher comes to break it up
Back of the 'ead with a plastic cup
Oh, what
pushbikes after dark
Baggy trousers, dirty shirt
Pulling hair and eating dirt
Teacher comes to break it up
Back of the 'ead with a plastic cup
Oh, what
I really like the word "trousers"
It's a word I'm going to sing a song about
In America they never say "trousers"
They say "pants" and I
Believe
This is a story about a pair or trousers
It deals with a lack of a sense of humour
Or rather a lack of imagination . .
I would like to know,
farmer, priest
Breed controller, born deceased
Indian, lawyer, doctor, dog
And a plumber with a fattened hog
Soily, soily
The cat in satin trousers
Singing the bell bottom trousers, Coat of navy-blue
Let him climb the rigging Like his daddy used to do
Once there was a waitress In the Prince
I was the best bird companion
I cared like a reptile wants
Affectionately called "The Virginian"
Right on time in my lucky trousers
Right on time in
the trousers, she kissed me
And I only bought her one round
I can bench-press a car, I'm an ex-football star
With degrees from both Harvard and Yale
Girls
the trousers, she kissed me
And I only bought her one round
I can bench-press a car, I'm an ex-football star
With degrees from both Harvard and Yale
Girls
Blueberries for breakfast,
Love in the afternoon,
Butterflies in my trousers
Under the August moon...
Blueberries for breakfast,
Love in
Truh, truh, trouser
Snakin' through the grass
Truh, truh, trouser
Snakin' through the grass
Trouser snakes, trouser snakes
Trouser snakes, trouser
ਹੈ ਜੀਰੀ ਸੁੱਕੀ ਦਾ
ਮੈਂ ਯਾਰ ਯਾਰਾਂ ਦਾ ਦੇਸੀ ਜੱਟ ਮੁਟਿਆਰੇ ਨੀ
ਤੇਰਾ ਲਾਲ trouser ਵਾਲੀਏ bag ਵੀ Gucci ਦਾ
ਮੈਂ ਯਾਰ ਯਾਰਾਂ ਦਾ ਦੇਸੀ ਜੱਟ ਮੁਟਿਆਰੇ ਨੀ
ਤੇਰਾ ਲਾਲ trouser
and they
Live their life in fright
For it′s cold in Tipperary in
Your underpants at night
"Hang on to your trousers!" you
Can hear the Garda say
"Put
watin u deserve
No dey play me like Ronaldo
Me I know go rough na u like yobo
Come closer
Bulldozer
Inside trouser
Kilo fa
Come closer
Bulldozer
Inside
music?
(No)
Well, do the trouser press, baby! One, two three!
Trouser press fever! Wooh!
Trouser press fever! Wooh!
Trouser press fever! Wooh!
of boys
Lots of smells and lots of noise
Playing football in the park
Kicking pushbikes after dark
Baggy trousers, dirty shirt
Pulling hair and eating
on reflection
Has climbed back upon the wall
For the floor she found descended
And the ceiling was too tall
Your trouser cuffs are dirty
And your shoes are
hat
He wears cor blimey trousers
And he lives in a council flat
He looks a proper 'nana
In his great big hob nailed boots
He's got such a job
on reflection
Has climbed back upon the wall
For the floor she found descended
And the ceiling was too tall
Your trouser cuffs are dirty
And your shoes are
All I wear is designer
Fendi logo on my jumper
Gucci snake on my sneaker
Bape shark on my trouser
All I wear is designer
Fendi logo on my jumper
You wearing dresses made of sunshine
Rocking puzzle piece trousers just at the same time
Rock 'em at the same time
I think I may have heard it through
soul music?
(No)
Well, do the trouser press, baby! One, two three!
[Sung]
Trouser press fever! Wooh!
Trouser press fever! Wooh!
Trouser press
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