These Are Not My Pants (The Rock Opera) [Piano]

And I thought to myself,
'Man, I wish I had those pants'
But the problem was,
those weren’t my pants
I don’t know who’s pants they are,
but I want 'em.
I only know that I want 'em,
So why don’t you come over here
and rock, baby
Oh, hold on to my tight, baby
And keep wearin' them pants
cause'
I love
you.