Dave's Pants

Dave left his jeans by the couch one night,

Folded up neat, lookin’ just right.

I looked around with a mischievous glance,

Then quietly went and I stole Dave’s pants.

I had a plan that was strange and wild,

The kind of prank that’s kinda juvenile.

I grinned real big at the risky chance…

I stole Dave’s pants, yeah I made my stand,

Pulled ’em on like a master plan.

Everyone asked, “Why that grin so intense?”

’Cause I went and shit Dave’s good pants!

I shit Dave’s pants

I shit Dave’s pants

I shit Dave’s pants

Walked down the street tryin’ not to laugh,

People could tell something was off by half.

Dave came running, “Hey! Those are mine!”

I said, “You might not want ’em back this time…”

The crowd went silent, suspense so dense,

Dave realized the fate of his pants…

I stole Dave’s pants, chaos commenced,

Probably the best joke ever invented.

Dave just stared in stunned suspense…

Nobody forgets the day I shit Dave’s pants.

I shit Dave’s pants

I shit Dave’s pants

I shit Dave’s pants

Dave said, “Man… what’s wrong with you.”

I said, “I had to steal your pants in which I poo’d”

We both just laughed at the nonsense…

Though Dave retired those unlucky pants.

I stole Dave’s pants, legend immense,

A story retold in past tense.

If you’re planning jokes for your friends…

Maybe shit their pants too.

I shit Dave’s pants

I shit Dave’s pants

I shit Dave’s pants