I'm doing the best I can with my undies and my boots
but I can't fully operate til I get back my pants
what you pretend to be to the world is what you become
Well you jump back, turn around, think you got the lowdown
you can't have dignity runnin with your pants down
You lack mobility, consciousness and speed :
you yell and you scream, you hold the precious documents -
but I wear the pants!
(Who wears the pants? I wear the motherfucking pants!)
I'm running down the road with my booty hangin out
and in that kind of situation no one listens to the words
coming out of your mouth,
they're all lookin at the place where your pants oughta be!
Well you bow down to those giving you the runaround
you can't have dignity running with your pants down
what you show them is what you will be
You set it down, you hold the dictionary - but I wear the pants!
(Who wears the pants? I wear the pants!)
I'm doin the best I can with my undies and my boots
but I can't fully operate til I get back my pants
what you act like you are is what you become
You try to suss out how to get a hand out
you mold yourself to the etiquette you've figured out
I got a leg up honey, my head's buried in the sand
you yell and you scream, you hold my resume
but I wear the pants! (Who wears the pants? I do!)