With Pants Around My Knees
I stood there with my pants around my knees,
And wondered how I came to be this way,
Was just another night out on the town,
Yet I would do most anything they say.
We hooked up in a bar on 53rd,
And I was ready for a night of fun,
We had some drinks and I was really high,
Oh, Lord, just what on Earth is this I've done?
They dared me show, in public, my physique,
They said that it would really make me cool,
I said that I would give a little peek,
But after that, I felt just like a fool.
Now here I am with pants around my knees,
It's cold in here, I feel a little breeze.
Copyright © David Pekrul | Year Posted 2017
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