From the recording Family Portraits (Volume 1)
A cheerful, guitar-driven lament of a passed relationship with an ex who appears professionally restless.
Lyrics
Ants-in-Your-Pants
You move your home bi-annually
Swap-out your friendships regularly
Exchange your husbands casually
You’re restless
Got ants-in-your-pants
So you say “I’ll see you later”
But you know the common denominator is…
You say you need to be free
But really sounds awfully like ADHD
You’re restless
Can’t sit still
Ritalin and other pills
Won’t cure your ills
Talcum powder
Is for itchy feet
But ants-in-your-pants
Have got us all beat
You want a new mate for Christmas, please
A lover as a birthday treat
Another Dad – yay! – for the kids
You’re restless
Got ants-in-your-pants
So you say “Tara-for-now”
Remarkable how
Casual you sound about
The trail of collateral damage
You leave in the wake of your latest marriage
You’re restless
Can’t sit still
Ritalin and other pills
Won’t cure your ills
Talcum powder
Release for itchy feet
But ants-in-yer-pants
Have got us all beat
In defeat
You justify
The hows and whys
Of just about anything
Rationalise
Away
Inconvenient truths
That point directly at you
You’re restless
Can’t sit still
Ritalin and other pills
Won’t cure your ills
Talcum powder is for itchy feet
But ants-in-your-pants
Have got us all beat