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| You say the man inside those Levi's don't take orders 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 lace and frills With your big old legs, I bet you can't get in 'em With that attitude of yours, hell, I bet you never will But 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 Just wait 'til that woman has a headache And she sits there with her legs crossed Well, we'll see how strong you are You wear the pants Well, 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 You wear the pants, She'll wear the skirt |
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Other Brad Paisley American Saturday Night songs: American Saturday Night - 2009
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