Lyrics Hot Pants Pt. 2 & 3 (She Got To Use What She Got To Get What She Wants) - James Brown, The J.B.'s

Hot Pants Pt. 2 & 3 (She Got To Use What She Got To Get What She Wants)

Bring it on home
Hot pants
I dig ridin' or walkin', or be mellow
They give me the fever, like any other fella
The hot pants, I dig ridin' or walkin', or be mellow
They give me the fever, ha, like any other fella
My temperature is goin' up, about to give me a fit
'Cause the feelin' I’m gettin', uh, just won’t quit
Hot pants, yeah, huh, hot pants
The girl over there with the hot pants on
Fellas (Yeah), fellas (Yeah)
I wanna talk about the one over there
Can I talk about the one over there?
(Yeah)
The red dress over there (Yeah)
Sit down, the girl with the pants on (Yeah)
Move around
The one over there with the hot pants on
She can do the funky dance all night long
The one over there, with the blue hot pants
She may be mean, but she make the pants
The one over there, standing up
Come on, let me see ya, walk that walk out
Come on, come on
Wait a minute, wait a minute
Do the thing, do the thing
Do the thing that you start to do
You’re doing it, the hot pants
Now, I want everybody with the hot pants to get up
We want 'em to get up, fellas?
(Yeah)
We want 'em to get up?
(Yeah)
Don’t sit down, let me know what you got going for you
Get on up, huh, uh, good God
I dig the knees, they make me please
I dig the hips, good God, they make me swivel and shake
I dig the slide, good God, dig it, hey, huh
Looka here
Stand up, baby, let me see where you’re comin' from
Stand up, baby, let me see where you’re comin' from
Hot pants, uh, hot pants, hot pants, hey, good God
You look much better with time, uh
With your thighs up, you’re blowing my mind
My temperature’s going, gonna give me a fit
Feels so good, ha, I just can’t quit
Hey, strut, tip-top, tip-top, uh, can’t stop
Hey, uh, when my fever get 99, blowing my mine
A hundred, a hundred, I feel a lotta thunders
101, 101, I wanna have some fun
102, woo, I’m through