Donald, where's your trousers?

[Mr. Kilt]

You, sir, are a gentleman and a scholar! Thank you very much!

[bubba]

I just looked it up on the web. Easy.

[Doc Hudson]

Of course the CD I have has the third verse going something like this:

Now I went down to London town
To have a little fun on the underground
A lady bent over to pick up half a crown
And said…Donald, where are your trousers?

[Graham]

This could be the Xmarks theme song, like our (inter)national anthem!!

I MUST get a copy to play on my next radio broadcast.

[macwilkin]

Well I caught a cold and me nose was raw
I had no handkerchief at all
So I hiked up my kilt and I gave it a blow,
Now you can't do that with trousers!

T.

[Alaskan Celt]

[RockyR]

I walked into the convenience store
The men all stared but the women roared
I was smilin' and my ego soared
Hey Donald, Where's your trousers?

[philbo]

I want to write a similar song for Lance. maybe I can call it "Lance, where's your pants."