Lock eyes from across the room,
Down my drink, while the rhythms boom,
Take your hand and skip the names,
No need here for the silly games

Make our way through the smoke and crowd,
The club is the sky and I'm on your cloud,
Move in close as the lasers fly,
Our bodies touch and the angels cry

Leave this place, go back to yours
Our lips first touch outside your doors,
whole night what we've got in store,
Whisper in my ear that you want some more
And I [bad word] in my pants

This really never happens
You can take my word,
I won't apologize, that's just absurd
Mainly your fault from the way that you dance
And now I [bad word] in my pants

Don't tell your friends or
I'll say you're a [bad word] Plus it's your fault,
You [bad word] my butt
I'm very sensitive,
Some would say that's a plus
Now I'll go home and change

I need a few things from the grocery,
Do things alone now mostly,
Left my heart broken not lookin' for love,
Surprised in my eyes when I looked above

The check out counter and I saw her face
My heart stood still so did time and space,
Never felt that I could feel real again
But the look in her eyes said I need a friend
She turned to me that's when she said it,
Looked me dead in the face,
Asked "cash? or credit?"
And I
Jizzed in my pants

It's perfectly normal, nothing wrong with me
But we're going to need a clean up on aisle 3
And now I'm posed in an awkward stance because I
Jizzed in my pants

To be fair you were flirting a lot
Plus the way your bag cans
Got me bothered and hot,
Please stop acting like you're not impressed
One more thing, I'm gonna pay by check

Last week - I saw a film
As I recall it was a horror film,
Walked outside into the rain
Checked my phone and saw you rang and I
Jizzed in my pants

Speeding down the street
When the red lights flash,
Need to get away, need to make a dash
[bad word] on that reminds me of you and I [bad word] in my pants

The next day my alarm goes off and I [bad word] in my pants
Open my window and a breeze rolls in and I [bad word] in my pants
When [bad word] willis was dead
At the end of sixth sense I
Jizzed in my pants
I just ate a grape and I
Jizzed... in... my pants
I went to
(Jizzed... in... my pants)
(Ok seriously you guys can we... ok... )

I [bad word] right in my pants
Every time you're next to me,
And when we're holding hands
It's like having  with me,
You say I'm premature I just call it ecstasy
I wear [bad word] at all times it's a necessity

Cuz I [bad word] .. in... my pants
I [bad word] in my pants, I [bad word] in my pants
Yes I [bad word] .. in... my pants
Aaah Ahhh AAAhhh