Me Pants Fall Down - Da Vinci's Notebook

Me live de life of leisure in me house here down de bay

Me wife cook anyting me want, me eat six times a day

Me woman she cook de chicken, yes, she cook de beans and rice

With rum banana pudding, me livin' de life of paradise

De only consequence is dat me weigh 300 pound

And now de clothes dat fit me—Ha!

Ha!—nagwah can be found

Jah know me hear de riddems, Jah know me want to dance around

But every time me take a step me pants fall down

Me gut so big and round

She make me pants fall down

Me trousers on de ground

Because me pants fall down

Me belt she loop around

And still me pants fall down

Yah hear da whooshing sound

Jah know me pants fall down

Shriekback, flashback, give de dog a bone

Jah crack way in back, John Brown on de phone

Me try de Atkins diet, cause me worry 'bout me size

Me lose de bufu inches from me bumbo and me thighs

Me wife she make de grapefruit an' de yogurt, oat and bran

She say dat though there less of me, me no de lesser man

Me like «before and after» picture since me shed me pound

Jah know me hear de riddems but Irie, she no be found

Before me clothes to little and me was too big around

And now me got no middle, so me pants fall down

Me lose de hundred pound

And still me pants fall down

Me face is going to frown

Because me pants fall down

Me walking like a clown

Because me pants fall down

Me naughty bits abound

Because me pants fall down

Shriekback, flashback, give de dog a bone

Jah crack way in back, John Brown on de phone

Shriekback, flashback, give de dog a bone

Jah crack, hacky sack, John Brown on de phone