I Wanna Get In Your Pants

May I have this dance?

Can I get in your pants?

May I squeeze on them shoes?

Sing you maybe some blues?

I wanna wear your rain coat.

Dance around the house.

Your leopard skin and chain tote.

Has got me so aroused.

Baby you got the clothes.

Baby, you've got romance.

You got the moves.

So, while I got the chance...

I wanna get in your pants

I wanna get in your pants

I wanna get in your pants

I wanna get in your pants

To just unzip the back

Baby, that's where it's at

Can I try on that hat?

Give you my baseball bat

Oh baby it's uncanny

Bout them there Sunday panties

Hey, today ain't Sunday

Get 'em off o'your fanny

Oh, under your underpants

You got a wonderful ass

It's in the back o' my mind

But, meanwhile, back at the ranch

I wanna get in your pants

I wanna get in your pants

I wanna get in your pants

I wanna get in your...ooh

Did I tell you I'm in a band

And I can do handstands too

I got this burning desire

To don that darling attire

How that elastic snaps

Against my kneecaps

I wanna wiggle into

Your powdered rubber skin...ooh

Baby, you got the clothes

You got romance

You got the boots

So, I just gotta ask

Can I get in your pants?

Can I get in your pants?

I wanna get in your pants

I wanna get in your pants