I went down town last night, gonna dig a show.
When I passed a display window of a big department store.
Well, I looked inside this window.
Man, all filled up with racks.
And down there near the bottom was a crazy pair of slacks.
I gotta have ’em. Yeah-well, I need ’em for this cat.
Well well, yeah, how can I go cattin’ without them crazy pink peg slacks.
Well, I walked up to a salesman. I said: “Mister, I’m flat broke.
But I gotta have them pink slacks.”
He said: “Man, is this a joke?”
Well, I asked him how much money.
He said: “Add up four and eight.”
I said: “Man, them pants is crazy. Them’s pink rayon acetate.”
I gotta have ’em. Yeah-well, I need ’em for this cat.
Well well, yeah, how can I go cattin’ without them crazy pink peg slacks.
Well, I went to see my baby, asked her for some dough.
She said: “I love you, honey, but…
what you need this money for?”
Well, I told her about them peggers I found across down town.
Got a sawbuck from her daddy, yeah, and I turned my Ford around.
I gotta have ’em. Yeah-well, I need ’em for this cat.
Well well, yeah, how can I go cattin’ without them crazy pink peg slacks.
I saved my Ford into a stop, rushed into the store.
I said: “Man, I got a sawbuck.”
He said: “You need two bucks more.”
I said: “Man, can’t I charge it?”
He said: “We don’t get these things for free.”
I said: “Mister, you just don’t realize what them pink peggers mean to me.”
I gotta have ’em. Yeah-well, I need ’em for this cat.
Well well, yeah, how can I go cattin’ without them crazy pink peg slacks.