[Verse 1] Cold wind’s blowin’, winter’s rollin’ in Pulled out my coat and I’m mad again Now I got pockets on pockets on sleeves Where’d I put my keys, someone help me please Summer was simple, shorts were kind Two pockets, one wallet, peace of mind Now I’m patting myself like a TSA man Left, right, back, oh where did it land [Pre-Chorus] Can’t find my phone, can’t find my lip balm Losing my cool with this puffy coat on Got a pocket for everything, everything’s gone Oh winter, what did I do wrong [Chorus] Pocket overload, too many holes to hold Coat too heavy, my soul dreads cold Chapstick hiding, keys on the run Every little pocket thinks it’s number one Pocket overload, I’ve lost control I just wanna get out the door [Verse 2] Pockets in my pants, that’s the everyday win, Keep my keys, my phone, and my confidence in. Those Dress pockets, they make the Ladies feel blessed, Twirl one time, you’re better than the rest. Hoodie’ has a pouch where anything goes, Warm little world where hands don’t have to feel alone. Pockets are cool, pockets are great. It’s not the pant pockets makin’ me irate. [pre-interlude] Pant pockets meet all the pocket demands can hold your stuff, or can hold your hands Holds spare change from the day before You gotta shout it loud — “WHAT POCKETS DO WE ADORE?” [Comedic interlude] Pockets in Pants (in What?) In Pants (Say it again) WE LOVE POCKETS IN PANTS! Pants pockets pant pockets, Pockets in Pants Don't need no help meeting pocket demands. Pants pockets pant pockets, Yeah, Pockets in pants Doin' just fine with the pockets in pants Pants pockets pant pockets, Yeah, Pockets in pants What good are coat pockets when you have pockets in pant. Pants pockets pant pockets, Yeah, Pockets in pants I hate the winter ... and I like sayin’ ‘pants’. [Verse 3] Searching all these pockets and what do I feel Crumpled paper? Look here, it’s a five dollar-bill Five bucks richer, that changes my day This pocket gift keepin' pocket hatred at bay Now I’m strutting in my puffy like I got paid twice Winter wind blowing, but it feels kinda nice I guess Every little pocket’s got a story to tell And baby this pocket just rang my bell [Chorus] I got Pocket overload but I found my gold Five-dollar miracle breaks through the cold yeah I’m grinnin' big and I’m back in the flow Oh the pocket life’s not the worst way to go [Outro] Pockets in my coat, pockets in my jeans, Treasure in the lining, it’s the simple things. Winter feels long but my spirit knows, These pockets have little blessings to bestow. “See, Pockets aren’t so bad man." "It’s like a scavenger hunt. But better.” “Wonder which one is hiding my keys..." "Left, right, front, back could be anywhere, So many choices.” "Anybody seen my lighter?" “This is some pocket abundance up in here”
