Hot Pants Songtext
von James Brown

One-two One-Two-Three uh

Hot pants- hey hot pants uh! smokin
Hot pants- smokin that-hot pants

Thats where its at a-thats where its at
Take your fine self home
It looks much better than time
My fever keeps growin
Girl youre blowin my mind


Thinkin of loosin that funky feelin dont uh
Cause you got to use just what you got
To get just what you want-a
Hey hu
Hot pants! hey! hot pants smokin
Hot pants make ya sure of yourself -good Lord
You walk like you got the only lovin left hey
So brother- if you′re thinkin of loosin that feelin
Then dont ha
Cause a woman got to use what she got
To get just what she wants hey
Hey hotpants
A-look a-hot pants wont make ya dance
But as slick as you are-ah
You make the pants
Uh! hey brother- do ya like it
The girl over there with the funky pants on ha
She can ah! do the chicken all night long
The girl over there with the hot pants on uh
She can do the Funky Broadway all night long

The girl over there with the hot pants on
Filthy MacNasty all night long
Get down hu the one over there
With the mini dress ha
I aint got time- I still dig that mess
Get down! but I like the hot pants
Hey! I like a hot pants

Ooooh! Bring it home
One more! Hit me! Aaay
Bring it home! Bring it home
Oh uh! Bring it on home
Bring it on home

*Another verse on some recordings
Bring it on home, Hot Pants, I dig ridin or walkin
I be mellow- they give me fever- like any other fella
The Hot Pants I dig ridin or walkin
Be mellow they give me the fever like any other fella
My temperature is goin up- about to give me a fit