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Leather Pants - Lyrics by Juliana Hatfield


Lyrics

That's it
I'm staying home
Don't even try to make me go
If you put on your leather pants
A yankee boy in a cowboy hat

Do you even know what you're doing?

Apparently you think it's pretty cool
But that bad boy style is wearing you
Did you learn how to herd cattle in prep school?

Could you just pretend you don't know me?

Take off those leather pants
You can't go out like that
You really don't look phat
I can't be seen with a man wearing leather pants

Look into my eyes
Where the truth is
Do you realize you look stupid?
Get rid of those leather pants
I can't go out like that
You really don't look phat
I can't get down with a yankee in a cowboy hat


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