Tight Jeans Songtext
von Prince Charles and the City Beat Band

(Go ahead, go ahead, go ahead, go ahead)
(Go ahead, go ahead, go ahead, go ahead)

Tight jeans
Tight jeans
Tight jeans
Tight jeans
Tight jeans
(Shake, shake)
(Shake your body, shake your body)
Tight jeans
(Shake, shake)
(Shake your body, shake your body)
Tight jeans
(Shake, shake)
(Shake your body, shake your body)
Tight jeans
(Shake, shake)
(Shake your body, shake your body)


Prince Charles on the case from 9 ′til 2
I'm looking for a girl looks just like you
Skin tight jeans, fitting just right
Let′s party girl 'til the early light
I'll rap to you, I′ll rap to your friend
And take you both home when the party ends
Those jeans you′re wearing are out of sight
But you can't sit down, ′cause they fitting too tight


(Tight jeans)
(Fresh jeans)
(Sexy jeans)
(Tight jeans)
(Tight jeans)
(Fresh jeans)
(Sexy jeans)
(Tight jeans)
Tight jeans
(Shake, shake)
(Shake your body, shake your body)
Tight jeans
(Shake, shake)
(Shake your body, shake your body)
Tight jeans
(Shake, shake)
(Shake your body, shake your body)
Tight jeans
(Shake, shake)
I will talk you out

Of those skin tight jeans on your behind
The ones designed by Calvin Klein
Jordache, Sassoon, and Sisley too
They're all skin tight when they′re spanking brand new
It might sound like I'm talking trash
But those skin tight jeans are worth plenty cash
I′d take 'em to the pawn shop if I could get a dime
But what they'd want to give me would surely be a crime

All the ladies say "wiggle"
(Wiggle!)
All the men say "Ho"
(Ho!)
All the ladies say "wiggle"
(Wiggle!)
All the men say "Ho"
(Ho!)

Now listen all you ladies I can make it easy
To take off tight jeans with my simple remedy
And when you get them off, I′ll meet you in the bed
If you take too long I′ll meet your friend instead
I'd take them off if I thought I could
But they′re probably painted on so I think you should
Push, slide, squiggle, squim and then
Hold your breath and count in rhyme
All the way to ten

(One, two)
Unbuckle your shoe
(Three, four)
Shut the door
(Five, six)
This remedy is kicks
(Seven, eight)
You need to lose some weight
(Nine, ten)
Let's do it again
Hold your breath and count in rhyme
All the way to ten
One, two, three, four
Five six seven eight nine and ten

You know you are a sex machine
Walking down the street in those skin tight jeans
But I just want to talk you out
Of those skin tight jeans
Without a doubt
I′m rappin' at night, I′m rappin' in the day
I'm rappin all the time so that you will say
"Prince Charles, Princes Charles, you′re a living doll
My jeans won′t fit you, but I'll give you my all"

All the ladies say "wiggle"
(Wiggle!)
All the men say "Ho"
(Ho!)
All the ladies say "wiggle"
(Wiggle!)
All the men say "Ho"
(Ho!)

My name is Charles, I′m a living doll
And I'm prepared to give you my all
But I just want to talk you out
Of those skin tight jeans without a doubt
I′d take them off if I thought I could
But they're probably painted on so I think you should
And when you get them off, I′ll meet you in the bed
If you take too long I'll meet your friend instead

All the ladies say "wiggle"
(Wiggle!)
All the men say "Ho"
(Ho!)
All the ladies say "wiggle"
(Wiggle!)