Black Slacks Songtext
von Robert Gordon

Brrrr, black slacks
Brrrr, black slacks
Brrrr, black slacks
Brrrr, black slacks
Brrrr, black slacks
Make it cool daddy-o
When I put ′em on, I'm a-rarin′ to go

When I go places, I just don't care
You'd know why if you′d see what I wear
Black slacks, pegged fourteen
Black slacks, really are keen
Black slacks, make ′em cool daddy-o
When I put 'em on, I′m a-rarin' to go

Man, you ought to see me with my derby on
I know that you would say, "He′s gone!"
Black slacks, mostly in the head
Black slacks, well, that's what I said
Black slacks, I′m the cat's pajamas
Also roll around with crazy little mamas (yeah, go girl)


Well, the girls all look when I go by
It's what I wear that makes them sigh
Black slacks, I wear a red bow-tie
Black slacks, they say, "Me, oh my"
Black slacks, with a cat-chain down to my knees
I ain′t nothin′ but a real cool breeze

Black slacks
Brrrr, black slacks
Brrrr, black slacks
Brrrr, black slacks
Brrrr, black slacks
Make it cool daddy-o
When I put 'em on, I′m a rarin' to go
When I put ′em on, I'm a rarin′ to go
When I put 'em on, I'm a rarin′ to go

Black slacks
Brrrr, black slacks
Brrrr, black slacks
Brrrr, black slacks
Brrrr, black slacks
Black slacks
Black slacks
Brrrr, black slacks