Skinny Jeans

[Verse 1:]
Come away with me.
Let's journey to a land where men are men.
(Sham on)
And I wish that this all was a dream.
Those skinny jeans.
How do you get your balls in them things?
And the day that my son should want a pair.
That's gonna be the same day that I put a gun to my head.
And why would you want your booty to stick out?
Just be glad you're not in jail.
(Sham on)

[Chorus:]
You are gay to me.
And that's ok to me.
But I still hate your pants.
You're a fag to me.
Long as you're happy, B.
But that don't mean I have to like your pants.

[Verse 2:]
Where did you buy those things?
Are those designer jeans?
Cause I haven't seen them at Saks.
(Sham on)
And I wish that this all was a dream.
You got a crotch like a Ken doll in them jeans.
And there's no way I should be able to see the imprint of your knees.
And them jeans make you look like you got big feet.
And I wish that y'all would quit it with that dance.
And I hope y'all go to hell.
(Sham on)

[Chorus:]
You are gay to me.
And that's ok to me.
But I still hate your pants.
You're a fag to me.
Long as you're happy, B.
But that don't mean I have to like your pants.
(Sham on)