The Lyrics
No, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh…
I hate these bad ripped pants
No, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh…
Took off these bad ripped pants
Paws clawed you guffaw
“Haw Haw” from your maw
Nah pa so bourgeois
Don’t want bad ripped pants
Broke laws such a draw
Legs gnawed by macaws
In straws like coleslaw
Don’t want bad ripped pants
I want some Dickies
I want some capries
Want pants to cover me
My thong you can see
You’ll see my butt
Butt, butt, butt… You’ll see my butt
Hey!
I want Hip-Huggers
I’ll slip on slick slacks
I want some lederhosen or leather chaps
I want them snug
Snug, snug, snug
I want them snug
Snug, snug, snug- I want them snug
I want jeans that are blue
And I’ll wear acid washed too
Cause I have bad, bad ripped pants
I want new duds and
I want to look fresh
I’m aggrieved cause I have bad ripped pants
(No, oh, oh, oh, oh)
While at the club I’ll
Put on Hammer pants
They see me and they all have to laugh
No, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh…
Caught in these bad ripped pants
No, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh…
Can’t stand these bad ripped pants
Those taunts they will haunt
Told you what I want
To flaunt on a jaunt
In some brand new pants!
Some brand name trousers
Since mine are like twine
My cheeks are visible
Not decked to the nines
I’m looking rough
Rough, rough, rough- I’m looking rough
I want your Dockers
Your casual shorts
Your view of my rear is gross
I heard you retort
Makes you upchuck
Chuck, chuck, chuck
Makes you upchuck
Chuck, chuck, chuck- Makes you upchuck
Some yoga pants would do
(With the words: “Juicy Baby”)
Even a kilt would work, dude
Don’t want these bad, bad ripped pants
Don’t need new shoes, I’ve
Got them in my clench
What I need are just some decent pants
(Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh)
I want to rock with
All the latest jeans trends
Cause I freeze in these damn ripped pants
No, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh…
Sell me some brand new pants!
No, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh…
Don’t want these bad ripped pants!
No fun shorts are done
I’m shunned by my son
He’s stunned a whole ton
Due to bad ripped pants!
Gawked, mocked, Asked for Levi’s
Smirkin’
In trunks by the seaside
Knocked, shocked, Looking tacky
Stupid
Please give me some Khakis
Lack slack fashion goofy
Sportin’
Those bellbottoms groovy
Socks, frocks, Scrap that clothing
Wantin’
Pants that don’t itch, Groaning
I don’t need gloves
Or berets that are French
My legs are shoved
Into Wranglers you lent
At the pants store
Pantaloons fill my drawer
Buy more and more
All my money I’ll spend
No, oh, oh, oh, oh…
On those Lees that you vend
(Sick of these bad ripped pants)
Then my torment will end!
No, oh, oh, oh, oh…
Want some brand new pants
(Done with these bad ripped pants)
GIVE ME SOME NEW PANTS!
I’ll take boot-cut
Or some knickerbockers
A codpiece would beat these bad ripped pants
No, oh, oh, oh, oh….
I’ll flaunt Zubaz
Or some baggy Tripp pants
People freak each time they take a glance
No, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh…
Haunted by these pants!
(Fought off these bad ripped pants)
Don’t you know my stance?!
No, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh…
You’re flashed when I prance!
(Squat and your eyeballs blast)
Cut up, See my butt
I strut and it’s smut
My nuts, Clamp eyes shut
Done with bad ripped pants!