Leslie Hall
No Pants Policy
No pants policy if you're dancing next to me

My hair is looking greasy, haven't washed it in days
But I'm still looking pretty in my faux fur beret
I'm spray tan, golden brown
Bra with wires, digging down
Hunting, trapping sugar boos
Want your lotion paws up on my hooves

Don't be roody Judy
Don't be sad Sam
Watch your chatty Kathy all up on my lady pants
I'm taking public transportation
Taking lady vitamins
I'm taking any kind of lovin' as long as it doesn't end

I got a no (no) pants (pants) policy, i-i-i-if you're dancing next to me
I got a no (no) pants (pants) policy, i-i-i-if you're dancing next to me
Keep playing the jams, keep playing the songs
I see your calves all surprised
I had this rule authorised
No pants (ah ah ah)
No pants (ah ah ah)
No pants policy if you're dancing next to me (ah ah ah ah ah ah)

(Pa pa pa pa pa pa) I got my blinders on
I can't see them watching us
But if they all get winky at ya
I will make them apple sauce
Bring me your weak beats
Bring me your slow jams
I'm not gonna get picky when you all start to understand