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Lonely Island – Jizz In My Pants Lyrics

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Lock eyes from across the room
Down my drink while the rhythms boom
Take your hand and skip the names
No need here for the silly games

Make our way through the smoke and crowd
The club is the sky and Im on your cloud
Move in close as the lasers fly
Our bodies touch and the angels cry

Leave this place, go back to yours
Our lips first touch outside your doors
A whole night what weve got in store
Whisper in my ear that you want some more

And I jizz in my pants
This really never happens, you can take my word
I wont apologize, thats just absurd
Mainly your fault for the way that you dance

And now I jizz in my pants
Dont tell your friends or Ill say youre a slut
Plus its your fault, you were rubbing my butt
Im very sensitive, some would say thats a plus
Now Ill go home and change

I need a few things from the grocery
Do things alone now mostly
Left me heart-broken, not lookin for love
Surprised in my eyes when I looked above

The checkout counter and I saw a face
My heart stood still, so did time and space
Never thought that I could feel real again
But the look in her eyes said, I need a friend

She turned to me, thats when she said it
Looked me dead in the face asked, Cash or Credit?

And I jizzed in my pants
Its perfectly normal, nothing wrong with me

But were going to need a clean-up on Aisle 3
And now Im posed in an awkward stance

Because I jizzed in my pants
To be fair you were flirting a lot
Plus the way you bag cans got me bothered and hot
Please stop acting like youre not impressed
One more thing, Im gonna pay by check

Last week I saw a film
As I recall it was a horror film
Walked outside into the rain
Checked my phone and saw you rang

And I jizzed in my pants
Speeding down the street when the red lights flash
Need to get away, need to make a dash
A song comes on that reminds me of you
And I jizz in my pants

The next day my alarm goes off
And I jizz in my pants
Open my window and a breeze rolls in
And I jizz in my pants

When Bruce Willis was dead at the end of Sixth Sense
I jizzed in my pants
I just ate a grape
And I jizzed in my pants
I went to the, jizzed in my pants
Okay, seriously you guys, can we? Okay?

I jizz right in my pants every time youre next to me
And when were holding hands its like having sex to me
You say Im premature, I just call it ecstasy
I wear a rubber at all times, its a necessity

Cause I jizz in my pants
I jizz, yes, I jizz in my pants
Yes, I jizz in my pants, yes, I jizz in my pants
Yes, I jizz in my pants
I jizz, yes, I jizz in my pants

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