Walker Hayes - Pants lyrics

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Come on ladies!

Any y'all wear the pants?

This one goes out to y'all!

Well I've been a strong-willed son of a gun

Ever since I was suckin' my thumb

But push came to shove

When I fell in love with my baby

Yeah my baby

Well you could say she's overbearing

Matter fact she picked out the clothes that I'm wearing

And I can't go fishing

Without her permission

But I ain't complaining

We've got an arrangement

She can wear the pants

She can run the show

She can crack a whip

Like Indiana Jones

She can rule the roost

She can snap and holler

She can wear the pants

Long as I can take 'em off her

Long as I can take 'em off her

She calls the shots

Gives the orders

Makes the plans

That womans wish is my command

And I'm telling you

I got more honey-do's

Than every fruit truck on 40

But I'll get 'em done shortly

She can wear the pants

She can run the show

She can crack a whip

Like Indiana Jones

She can rule the roost

She can snap and holler

She can wear the pants

Long as I can take 'em off her

Well she can push me around

But when the sun goes down

Look out theres a new sherrif in town

oh, oh, oh, ow

Ahhh yeah

That's what I'm talkin' about

Well I get a whole lotta flack from the fellas

But I reckon that they're just jealous

'Cause I get to explore

What's under them drawers and they don't

So hey, they can say what they want

She can wear the pants

She can run the show

She can crack a whip

Like Indiana Jones

She can rule the roost

She can snap and holler

She can wear the pants

Long as I can take 'em off her

Oh oh oh

Long as I can take 'em off her

Oh yeah

Long as I can take 'em off her

Oh oh oh

Long as I can take 'em off her

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