Jorts Pt. 1

Don't need no suit and tie
I'm wearing jorts until I up and die
Baby, I don't need no reason why
When I'm in jorts I feel so good inside, good inside

The 501's were a masterpiece
But my mental state don't feel at ease
Fabric drip underneath my knees
Yeah, I miss when my ankles felt the breeze
I need that dad bod casual
So pleasureful, fashionable
The Birkenstocks with the crew high socks
A 90's renaissance

My Mona Lisa fashionista (fashionista)
Legs for days my denim diva (diva)
All these drawers but nothing compares to you (to you, to you, to you)

Don't need no suit and tie
I'm wearing jorts until I up and die (ya, ya)
Baby, I don't need no reason why
When I'm in jorts I feel so good inside, good inside (So good inside)

I had some good friends and they tried to intervene
I had a girlfriend but she kicked me to the street
The only thing I do beside eat, shit and sleep
Is shopping for these jorts and these jort accessories

J's for the joy you bring to me (J)
O's for the the only one I see (O)
R didn't have any solid rhymes but (R)
T's for that tan-line at knee high (T)
Fit so cold my tips are frosty
Cut denim kills me softly
Don't care what obsession costs me, oh no

Don't need no suit and tie
I'm wearing jorts until I up and die (To the die)
Baby, I don't need no reason why
When I'm in jorts I feel so good inside, good inside (Yea)

I want jorts (Jorts)
Cut em right off at the knees
I want jorts (Jorts)
Yah, I wanna feel the breeze
I want jorts (Jorts)
It's a fashion revolution
I want jorts (Jorts)
Hot or cold it's your solution

I want jorts (Jorts)
They're the perfect in between
I want jorts (Jorts)
And you rarely have to clean em
I want jorts (Jorts)
No more dresser drawer confusion
I want jorts (Jorts)
They're the perfect evolution