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Lyrics by: James Brown, Fred Wesley
# Debut Chart
15 Jul '71 Hot 100
1 Jul '71 R&B

Lyrics

One, two One, two, three, uh Hot pants, hey Hot pants, uh, smoking Hot pants, smoking that Hot pants


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That's where it's at That's where it's at Take your fine self home It looks much better than time My fever keeps growing Girl, you're blowing my mind Thinking of losing that Funky feeling don't 'Cause you got to use Just what you got to Get just what you want, hey Hot pants, hey Hot pants, smoking Hot pants make you Sure of yourself, good God You walk like you got The only loving left, hey So brother, if you're thinking Of losing that feeling, then don't 'Cause a woman got to use What she got to get Just what she wants Hey, hey, hot pants Look a-hot pants Won't make you dance But as slick as you are You make the pants Hey brother, do you like it The girl over there With the funky pants on She can do the chicken All night long The girl over there With the hot pants on She can do the Funky Broadway All night long The girl over there With the hot pants on Filthy McNasty All night long Get down The one over there With the mini dress I ain't got time I still dig that mess Get down But I like the hot pants Hey, I like hot pants Oh, bring it home One more, hit me, hey Bring it home Bring it home Oh, bring it on home Bring it on home...

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