Here's an art based on the song parody  deadbattery wrote for my birthday :D

He took "Take a Chance on Me" by Abba and rewrote the lyrics to "Don't Get Pants for Me" XD It might be an Abba disco song but I couldn't help but imagine myself rapping the lyrics so here ya go :3

Thanks again, feel free to comment ^^

Here's the full Lyrics:

Soon it’s my birthday, and perhaps you’ll say
“Which gift will she need?”
Don’t get pants for me
If you do I’ll get confused, gonna feel distraught
By the bizarre choice of gift that you have got
That idea you had, turned out to be pretty bad
Wouldn’t take ‘em free
Don’t get pants for me
Gonna quickly find any chance to re-gift it
I don’t have a use for 'em: no, not one bit

Don’t get pants for me
(You can just give me money)
Don’t get pants for me

You can give some socks, you can give a shirt, something in that range
Look at all my pictures, take a good long stare, get to know me better
'Cos you know that I
Don’t wear any garments there, the thought of that gives me a scare
It's painful
You want me to wear bottoms, sad that I don’t got ‘em
But it is a fact
That I can't do that

If you still insist, that I do need this
I will disagree
That it’s pants I need
I don’t need them, let them go, give to charity
They don’t belong in my house: I wish you could see
It’s a gift that fails: I do not wanna hurt my tail
On some normal jeans
Don’t get pants for me
I would rather have a way to ventilate
Plus it means less laundry to do: that is great

Don’t get pants for me
(Come on, give me a break will you?)
Don’t get pants for me
Oh you can get me t-shirts, I'm not too picky, ‘bout what you may get me
You can never change me, it’s not worth trying, to “correct” my philosophy
Let me tell you now
Don’t try to call the cops, when I simply wear tops
It's all right
Some say that it’s just insane but their energy wanes
‘Cos they cannot say
What will change my way

So just change your mind, if you think it’s less than fine
That I am pants-free
Don’t get pants for me
If you bug me, I’ll get mad, though not quite the same
Of the rage you’ll get if you say my full name
Please don’t get upset at the lack of change you’ll get
If you pester me
I hate pants, you see
Gonna do my very best, to get tops and shoes
Those who hate me for it have to sing the blues
(Don’t get pants, don’t get pants, don’t get pants for me)

Ba ba ba ba baa, ba ba ba ba baa
Oh it feels so free
There’s no pants on me
Gonna only dress like that, really hope you see
That there’s nothing wrong with this wardrobe for me
(Don’t get pants, don’t get pants, don’t get pants for me)

Ba ba ba ba baa, ba ba ba ba baa ba-ba
The lesson here, you see:
Don’t get pants for me