Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
James Brown
James Brown
Leadgesang
Bobby Byrd
Bobby Byrd
Orgel
Fred Thomas
Fred Thomas
Bass
Fred Wesley
Fred Wesley
Posaune
Hearlon Martin
Hearlon Martin
Gitarre
Jimmy Parker
Jimmy Parker
Altsaxofon
John Starks
John Starks
Schlagzeug
Johnny Griggs
Johnny Griggs
Congas
Robert Coleman
Robert Coleman
Gitarre
St. Clair Pinckney
St. Clair Pinckney
Tenorsaxofon
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
James Brown
James Brown
Songwriter:in
Fred Wesley
Fred Wesley
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
James Brown
James Brown
Produzent:in

Songteksten

[Intro]
One, two
One, two, three, uh
[Verse 1]
Hot pants
Hey, hot pants
Uh, look
Hot pants
Smokin' that hot pants
That's where it's at
That's where it's at
Take your fine self home
Huh, it looks much better than time
My fever keeps growin'
Girl, you're blowin' my mind
[Verse 2]
Thinkin' of losin' that funky feelin' don't, uh
'Cause you got to use what you got
To get just what you want
Hey, huh
Hot pants, hey
Hot pants, smokin'
[Verse 3]
Hot pants make you sure of yourself
Good God
You walk like you got the only lovin' left, hey
So, brother, if you're thinkin' of losin' that feelin'
Then don't
'Cause a woman got to use what she got
To get just what she wants
Hey, hey, hot pants
[Verse 4]
Now look, hot pants won't make you dance
But as slick as you are, ha
You make the pants
Ugh, hey, brother, do you like it?
The girl over there with the funky pants on, ha
She can, uh, do the chicken all night long
The girl over there with the hot pants on, uh
[Verse 5]
She can do the funky broadway all night long
The girl over there with the hot pants on
Filthy McNasty all night long
Get down, uh
The one over there with the mini dress, ha
I ain't got time
I still dig that mess
Get down
But I like hot pants
Hey, I like hot pants
[Outro]
Oh
Bring it home
One more
Hit me
Aye
[Outro]
Bring it home
Bring it home
Uh
Bring it on home
Bring it on home
Written by: Fred Wesley, James Brown
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