Karaoké Sam You Made the Pants Too Long Barbra Streisand

Trousers dragging slowly dragging through the street

Yes, I'm walking but I'm walking without feet

I'm not finding fault at all with what's too big and what's too small

But Sam, Sam, you promised me both ends would meet

You made the coat and vest fit the best

You made the lining nice and strong

But Sam, you made the pants too long

You made the cheap lapels look so swell who am I to say you're wrong

But Sam, you made the pants too long

They got the belt and they got suspenders so what can they lose

But what good are belts what good suspenders

When the pants are hanging over the shoes

You feel the winter breeze up and down the knees

The belt is where the tie belongs

But Sam, Sam, Sam you made the pants too long

You know what I mean, Sam