Come on down and take a chance,
Spin the Magic Wheel of Pants!
Jeans and trousers, cut-off shorts,
Pants for work and pants for sports.
Blue pants, red pants, black or green,
Some are dirty, most are clean.
Pants for girls and pants for boys,
Khakis, slacks, and corduroys.
Boxer shorts and bathing trunks,
Torn and tattered pants for punks!
Even a pajama bottom—
Name your pants, I’m sure we’ve got ’em!
Stacks of super pantsy prizes.
Even one or two surprises!
Step right up and spin the wheel!
Just two dollars—what a deal!
You, sir! Yes, step right this way!
This may be your lucky day!
Drop your dollars in the bin,
And give the wheel a mighty spin!
Round and round the Pants Wheel goes,
A blur of fabric ’til it slows.
Speeding past the tailored slacks,
One or two last clicks and clacks,
Then finally it stops in place—
Oh no, you’ve hit the empty space!
Sorry, sir, that means you lost.
Not so fast, sir—there’s a cost!
I played fair, you had your spin,
But when you lose, it means I win!
You played the game, you took your chance,
But rules are rules—I keep your pants.