Listen, read my lips
I love Elvis when he's getting jiggy with it
Call me what I am
Like a Mexican to a mariachi band
The change in my pocket goes jinga-linga-ling
I had room to grow so I became something
When everywhere I look I saw black, black, black
Too many suits bring the colors back
Why wait on the sidelines when you were born for the spotlight
You'll never know what I have unless I show it off and make you think you can
Did you know you're your biggest fan Be who you are ‘cause no one else can
Did you know they hang low, did you know ...
That my plaid pantalones show the shape of my cojones
My plaid pantalones show the shape of my cojones
My plaid pantalones show the shape of my cojones
My plaid pantalones show the shape of my cojones
They show the shape, they show the shape, they show the shape
Of my cojones
They show the shape, they show the shape, they show the shape
Of my cojones
One love is all we need
Put two fingers in the air for the world to see
New day of our lives
Gotta live it as if you're gonna die
So be yourself and love who you like
Lift your knee up and ping it to the right
We don't have the time nor do we have the mind
To conform to the norm when the norm is always blind
Make a little love get down tonight
Together we will be alright
Why wait on the sidelines when you were born for the spotlight
You'll never know what I have unless I show it off and make you think you can
Did you know you're your biggest fan Be who you are ‘cause no one else can
My plaid pantalones show the shape of my cojones
My plaid pantalones show the shape of my cojones
My plaid pantalones show the shape of my cojones
My plaid pantalones show the shape of my cojones
They show the shape, they show the shape, they show the shape
Of my cojones
They show the shape, they show the shape, they show the shape
Of my cojones
Lift your knee up and ping it to the right
Lift your knee up and ping it to the right
Lift your knee up and ping it to the right
Lift your, lift your, lift your, lift your knee up
My plaid pantalones show the shape of my cojones