I'm not wearing any pantiesnI'm not wearing any cacksnI like the feeling when my winkynRubs the inside of my slacksnI get a total sense of freedomnLiberation down belownKnowing that there's just one layernPreventing my privates being on shownnI'm not wearing any Y-frontsnI'm not wearing any briefsnI like the feeling as the fresh airnRushes round my underneathnI like the way my privates wanglenI like the way my ball bag's hangnSo, come on, leave your pants at homenAnd go commando with Kunt and the GangnnLet's go commandonSee if we can start a trendnLet's go commandonSee the shape of my bell endnLet's go commandonCome on, ditch your underwearnLet's go commandonFeel the wind through your pubic hairnnI'm not wearing any undiesnI'm not wearing any smallsnThere's one thin layer of materialnBetween you and my cock and ballsnI don't care if you don't approvenJust see the outline of my plumnMust put my trousers in the washnThey're starting to smell of bumnnI'm not wearing any boxersnI'm not wearing any drawersnAll we do is just unzip themnAnd then mine can be touching yoursnCome on chaps and come on girlsnWhen it feels this right it can't be wrongnEveryone should go commandon(Unless of course you're blobbing on)nnLet's go commandonSee if we can start a trendnLet's go commandonSee the shape of my bell endnLet's go commandonCome on, ditch your underwearnLet's go commandonFeel the wind through your pubic hairnnLet's go commandonCome on, give it a gonLet's go commandonI wanna see that camel's toenBut don't go commandonIf you really need a poonThere's a downside to commandonWhen you fart and follow throughn