Hot Pants Explosion Lyrics by B-52's, The

Hot Pants Explosion Lyrics

    You know what i say to your hot pants?
    Say what?
    Say get on down, ah ha ha...
    I'm in shippin', if you're receivin'
    'cause what i see i ain't believin'
    The longest legs in the shortest pants
    You got me doin' a matin' dance
    Pant pant
    You got me pantin' like a dog
    Pant pant
    Ooo i'm a hot pants hot dog

    You burned a hole in my mind
    When i saw your cute behind
    Wearin' those hot pants
    Hot hot hot hot pants, hot pants
    Sizzlin' hot hot pants
    Hot hot hot hot pants, hot pants

    Sap's up spring's on the rise
    I'm bustin' out my tube top tonight
    Workin' the night shift, i get off at three
    Breakin' out of that factory
    Thunder thighs-hangn' out!
    Moon beams, dancin' about

    If you would be so kind
    Put on those red hot pants and take a stroll through my mind

    Hot pants, hot hot hot pants, hot pants
    Sizzlin' hot hot pants
    Hot hot hot hot pants, hot pants

    Hot pants explosion
    At the factory

    Baby it's so sweet how you got me chokin'
    Chokin' on the sizzle you deliver in that outfit so smokin'
    Hot pants flare up

    Ooo scintillatin' sizzlin' steamin'
    Honey those hot pants got me screamin'
    Supercalifragiwhata outfit you got on
    Super vixen ooo foxy
    Studball hunky baby rock me
    Supercalihalitosis ooo that outfit's the absolute mostest

    Ooo i've seen london and i seen france
    But i never saw nothin' so hot as you in your hot pants
    Sizzlin' hot hot pant
    Hot hot hot hot pants, hot pants
    Scorchin' hot pants
    Hot hot hot hot pants, hot pants
    Burnin' hot hot pants
    Hot hot hot hot pants, hot pants
    Steamin' hot hot pants
    Hot hot hot hot pants, hot pants

    Who says hot pants are dead and gone
    Wait'll they see what you've got on
    Yeah, i never saw nothn' so doggone hot
    You belong in ripley's believe it or not

    Here a hot, there a hot
    Hot pants on a cute little butt yeah

    I see the army the waves and the wacs yeah
    Marchin' down the railroad tracks in hot pants
    Hot pants stretchin' tight
    Yeah hot pants clingin' right
    Hot pants, they're gettin' so hot
    We might have to take 'em off


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