One two   One two three      Hot pants, hey hot pants, no   Hot pants, smokin' that hot pants   That's where it's at   And that's where it's at      Take your fine self home   It looks much better than time   My fever keeps growin'   Girl you're blowin' my mind      Thinkin' of losin that funky feelin' don't   'Cause you got to use just what you got   To get just what you want, hey   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 losin' that feelin'   Then don't      'Cause a woman got to use what she got   To get just what she wants, hey   Hey hotpants a look a hot pants   Won't make ya dance      But as slick as you are you make the pants   Hey brother, do ya 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   Fill the MacNasty 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 a hot pants      Ooh, bring it home   One more, hit me   Bring it home, bring it home   Bring it on home, bring it on home