Tight denim screams
They call them "jorts"
But I wear 'em proud
My rebellious shorts
Society's judgment
It cuts me deep
But I won't conform
I won't lose sleep
On the streets
I strut with such flair
With my jorts on
I stand and declare
I won't be judged
Won't hide my style
In my jorts
I'll walk every mile
They say I'm strange
They say I'm wrong
But my jorts represent where I belong
I'm the rebel
The outcast
The one they reject
But I'll prove them all wrong with my jorts' effect
On the streets
I strut with such flair
With my jorts on
I stand and declare
I won't be judged
Won't hide my style
In my jorts
I'll walk every mile
They say I'm strange
They say I'm wrong
But my jorts represent where I belong
For wearing my jorts
I'm cast aside,
But deep inside
My rebel spirit won't hide.
I won't conform
I won't retreat,
I will stand proud
With jorts on my seat,
I'm the rebel
I'm ...
On the streets
I strut with such flair
With my jorts on
I stand and declare
I won't be judged
Won't hide my style
In my jorts
I'll walk every mile
In the city square
People stop and stare
Judgmental eyes
Whispers in the air
For wearing my jorts
I'm cast aside,
But deep inside
My rebel spirit won't hide
I won't conform
I won't retreat
I will stand proud
With jorts upbeat
I'm the rebel
The outcast
The one they reject
But I'll prove them all wrong with my jorts' effect
On the streets
I strut with such flair
With my jorts on
I stand and declare
I won't be judged
Won't hide my style
In my jorts
I'll walk every mile