James Brown Hot Pants Lyrics

Hot Pants Lyrics

One-two One-Two-Three uh! 



Hot pants- hey hot pants uh! smokin 

Hot pants- smokin that-hot pants 



Thats where its at a-thats
where its at 

Take your fine self home 

It looks much better than
time 

My fever keeps growin 

Girl youre blowin my mind 



Thinkin of loosin that funky feelin dont uh! 

Cause you got to use
just what you got 

To get just what you want-a 

Hey hu! 

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
youre thinkin of loosin that feelin 

Then dont- ha 

Cause a woman
got to use what she got 

To get just what she wants hey! 

Hey
hotpants 

A-look a-hot pants wont make ya dance 

But as slick as
you are-ah! YOU make the pants 

Uh! hey brother- do ya like it? 

The girl over there with the funky pants on ha! 

She can ah! do the
chicken all night long 

The girl over there with the hot pants on uh! 

She can do the Funky Broadway all night long 



The girl over
there with the hot pants on 

Filthy MacNasty all night long 

Get
down hu! the one over there 

With the mini dress ha! 

I aint got
time- I still dig that mess 

Get down! but I like the hot pants 

Hey! I like a hot pants 



(Short Instrumental) 



Ooooh! Bring it home! 

One more! Hit me! Aaay! 

Bring it home!
Bring it home! 

Oh uh! Bring it on home 

Bring it on home... 





*another verse on some recordings 

Bring it on home, Hot
Pants, I dig ridin or walkin 

I be mellow- they give me fever- like any
other fella 

The Hot Pants I dig ridin or walkin 

Be mellow they
give me the fever like any other fella 

My temperature is goin up- about
to give me a fit