Sole Mates: The Musical - Get Out of My Pants (feat. John Watkins) Lyrics

What do you do
When you've got a choice to make
You're wondering what road to take
And how far down it goes
What will it mean?
Will I be able to move on
Knowing I'm why a sock has gone
Among the missing clothes

I prayed a lot
But I never thought
The appliance gods would hear
But they sent a sign
So I should not whine
Or fear

'Cause the washer and dryer heard my screaming
And suddenly everything I'm dreaming
Is coming true
All I have to do
Is offer a sock in my place
Do I have the nuts
To shove these if, ands, and butts
Out of my mind and off of my face

Oh
This may be my chance
To get out of my pants

What if I come to regret this decision
What if my skid mark is clouding my vision
It could be a breeze
With Sockrates
If I tag along for this heist
Most of these clothes
Are britches and hose
But do they deserve to be sockrificed

Oh
This may be my chance
To get out of my pants

Am I the type of underwear
To live with what I've got
Or will I be the type to tear
Myself out of this knot
This may be my shot

Oh
I've got to take this chance
And get out of my pants
My pants
My pants
My pants
I've got to take this chance
And get out of my pants
This is your chance to get out of your pants