Not My Pants!

(Chorus) In the morning light, I put on my new pants, Thought they'd fit just right, but oh, what a chance! The waistband squeezed tight, buttons threatening to pop, I wiggled and squirmed, but they wouldn't stop. I strutted around, feeling oh-so chic, But little did I know, my waistline was a trick. The mirror told no lies, my face turned pale, These pants were a size too small, oh, what a fail! [Build up] (Chorus) I tried to breathe in, but it was a lost cause, My circulation cut off, my stomach felt raw. I contemplated unbuttoning, but that's no solution, These pants were my fashion revolution. I waddled to work, my coworkers stared, "Did you shrink overnight?" they all declared. I smiled through the pain, pretending I'm fine, But inside, I vowed to buy pants that align. [Bass drop] (Chorus) So here's my cautionary tale, my dear friends, Always read the tags, don't follow fashion trends. For those too-small pants, I bid adieu, I'll find a better fit—one that lets me breathe too! [End] but that's no solution, These pants were my fashion revolution. I waddled to work, my coworkers stared, "Did you shrink overnight?" they all declared. I smiled through the pain, pretending I'm fine, But inside, I vowed to buy pants that align. [Bass drop] (Chorus) So here's my cautionary tale, my dear friends, Always read the tags, don't follow fashion trends. For those too-small pants, I bid adieu, I'll find a better fit—one that lets me breathe too! [End]