High Pants Man, High Pants Man,
Sittin’ on the bus Mr. High Pants Man.
Lookin’ for a quarter? Lookin’ for a locket?
Lookin’ for something down deep in your pocket?
Gonna ride the bus ‘til half-past two.
Mr. hHigh Pants Man always lookin’ at you.
Lookin’ for a quarter or keys to a Chevy?
How many seconds ‘til he breathes heavy?
1,2,3,4,5,6………………………………….
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