I Fancy the Pants Off of You

I fancy the pants off of you
It’s everything that you say, it’s everything that you do
It’s the look in your eyes, it’s the smile on your lips,
It’s the smell of your hair, it’s the sway of your hips!
I fancy the pants off of you!
She’s a pretty one!
I fancy the pants off of you
I don’t even care what it is that you do
You can piss down a pit, you can live down a well
You can spend your whole life, tryin' to make my life hell!
But I fancy the pants off of you!
I fancy the hell out of you!
I don’t even know what the hell that you do!
You can trample my lawn you can scratch out my eyes!
I’ll forgive you the world when I’m wrapped in your thighs!
But I fancy the hell out of you!
I fancy the hell out of you!
I don’t even care what the hell that you do!
You can rake out my heart, you can sing out of key!
You can even vote for the BNP!
But I fancy the hell out of you!
Oh, yeah!
I fancy the fuck out of you!
I don’t care the fuck what the fuck you do!
You can sleep with my friends, you can shit in the bed!
You can even grind your teeth when you’re giving me head!
But I fancy the fuck out of you!
I fancy the fuck out of you!
Fuck fuckity fuck, what the fuck can I do?!
You’re fucking around, I’ve got no place to hide,
And you’re making me want to commit suicide!
But I fancy the fuck!
Outta!
You!