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Big Boy Pants

Words by Douglas Heyes Jr. Listen to the recorded versions and follow the lyric below.

Original Doug Heyes lyrics · AI-generated music & vocals

An exasperated admirer tells a longtime companion that romance requires more than borrowed trucks, reckless adventures and living off his father. Attraction remains, but work, responsibility and paying the bills have become conditions of going further. The teasing challenge to grow up sits alongside an undeniable wish to take a chance together.

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5 recordings. Different voices and arrangements bring another side of the song into the light.

Lyrics

Big Boy Pants

Words by Douglas Heyes Jr

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BIG BOY PANTS

We've been hangin’ ‘round together
Since we were all in School
My brother says you're just another
Mother lovin’ fool
Then you graduated and went off to college too
When you were away,  I started thinkin’ about you
You coulda got a Job just to make a little cash
Then you went and siphoned off a few gallons of gas

The farmer took a shotgun and he put it to your head
Said, son you best get outta here or you're gonna turn up dead
Remember in the Summer when we had a lot of fun
We went on the run, and you bought yourself a gun
We would go out huntin’ underneath the blazin’ Sun
You were runnin’ from the law when you were barely 21
You say that you were dreaming of a fine romance
Maybe time to button up your Big Boy Pants

CHORUS:
Go on home and grab a pair of Daddy's 501’s
Go on and get a job because you are the only one
You can call me Friday and invite me to the dance
But you're gonna have to put on your ol’ Big Boy Pants

You could never steal, baby, you could never rob
You've been spongin’ off your daddy till he made you get a job
You want to pick me up on a Saturday night
Drive out from the city in the yella moonlight
You say I'm lookin’ really pretty but it don't feel right
You say you want to satisfy your ragin’ appetite
Try to find a moment for to make an advance
Better bring along a pair of Big Boy Pants

Come on, little boy and take a ride with me
I'll show you what it means to live your fantasy
I am really into you romantically
But someone's got to pay for all the electricity
Come on now, I tell you,  gonna  take ya by the hand
Show you what it means to be my ever-lovin’ man
You gotta pay the piper if you really want to dance
So you better buckle up your ol’ Big Boy Pants

BRIDGE:
It's the last time that you're gonna to pick me up
In your daddy's ‘57 Chevy pickup truck
Next time, if you ain't drivin’ a new pickup of your own
You can drop me at the corner, you'll be goin’ home alone

CHORUS 2:
Go on home and grab a pair of your daddy's 501’s
Meet me all alone, cuz we're gonna have some fun
We're gonna run away and we're gonna take a chance
You'd better hope and pray you got your Big Boy Pants
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