When I go places
I just don’t care
You’d know why if you’d see what I wear
Black slacks pegged fourteen
Black slacks, really are keen
Black slacks make a cool daddy-o
When I put them on I’m a-rarin’ to go

The girls all look when I go by
It’s what I wear that makes them sigh
Black slacks, I wear a red bow-tie
Black slacks, they say “Me, Oh my”
Black slacks, with a cat-chain down to my knees
I ain’t nothin’ but a real cool breeze

Man you ought to see me with my derby on
I know that you would say, “He’s gone”
Black slacks, mostly in the head
Black slacks, well that’s what I said
Black slacks, I’m the cat’s pajamas
Cause I run around with crazy little mamas

B-B-B-B-Black slacks
B-B-B-B-Black slacks
B-B-B-B-Black slacks
B-B-B-B-Black slacks
B-B-B-B-Black slacks

Black slacks make a cool daddy-o
When I put ‘em on I’m a-rarin’ to go

(© 2001 The Hormonauts – Hormone Hop)


E per chi non si accontenta, ecco un’altra mitica song degli Hormonauts

The Girl at the station bar

I wake up in the morning and it’s 7 a.m.
I get down to the station wonderin’ who I am,
I order up a coffee and I take my pIace,
and look up and see that pretty, smilin’ face
I always take the tram,
I don’t ever go by car,
’cause l’m in love, l’m love with the girl at the station bar.

I get back from work and l’m a wreck,
She smiles at me and she’s glad to see l’m back,
She says that she’s a student but she won’t say her name,
And she lifts me up outta my same-ol’ -same,
I always…

Here comes my train I better drink up fast,
I better not miss this one ‘ cause they say it’s the last,
Looks like I missed it and l’m stuck here,
She touches my hand and passes me another beer,
I always…

(© 2003 The Hormonauts – Mini Skirt)

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