I Don't Wear Any Drawers

Well if you saw London, then you saw France,
I don't wear any undergarments,
I dont wear any drawers.
You can tell everybody 'bout the jeans I'm in
But don't pull my pants down, cos skin's under them,
I dont wear any drawers! I don't wear no drawers!

I don't care... what I wear,
I don't wear any Hanes briefs, I swear!

cos I've been talking to the people that wear Depends
And it seems to me there's some cloth on their ends!
They all wear underdrawers.
And as for me I can sit here and show my 'hind,
I've got no underpants, and I show my side.
I don't wear any drawers! I don't wear no shorts!

I don't wear-- BVDs!
I never wear any bottoms any day.

I won't wear any drawers!
Get out of my way!
Let me by
I go commando where the sun doesn't shine
I don't wear any drawers! I have worn no drawers!
I don't don any shorts! I don't wear boxer shorts!

Well, I don't wear no underwear,
'cos evry day my butt feels fine by itself
And I don't care what neighbors say
Hey I'll wear no drawers on my rump
must you know?

'cos I remember all the shorts I wore so long
And they felt awfully rough 'cos the size was all wrong,
I don't wear any shorts.
And I really ain't buying any Froot of the Loom
'cos all I want for my end, just a bit more room,
I don't wear any drawers do you hear? I don't wear no drawers!

I don't wear, any Hanes!
I never wore the briefs below ANY DAY!

I don't, I swear! I don't,
I don't buy underwear!
I go bare!
I go commando where the sun doesn't shine!
I don't wear any shorts!
Dyou hear? I don't wear cotton drawers!
I don't wear no drawers
You listening? I don't wear! no drawers!
No drawers!

You know I don't wear!-- no drawers! (repeat and fade out)...