There is something quite peculiar
‘bout the way I move my pants,
As if schnauzers in my trousers
Are coercing me to dance.
It starts around my hips,
Then it creeps down to my knees
And by the time it hits my feet
My toes have turned to chimpanzees.
I perform the Wibble Wobble
And the Rumba Can Can Do.
I tried the Backwards Flash
But I nearly lost a shoe.
It’s as if my pants can sing
(I know that sounds outrageous)
But most people just join in
Because dancing is contagious.














