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Why don't you shut the door,
And close the curtains,
'cause you're not going anywhere.
He's coming up the stairs,
And in a moment he'll want to see your underwear.

You couldn't stop it now.
There's no way to get out.
He's standing far too near.
How the hell did you get here.
Semi-naked in somebody else's room.
I'd give my whole life to see it.
Just you,
Stood there,
Only in your underwear.

If fashion is your trade,
Then when you're naked,
I guess you must be unemployed yeah.
'cause once it's underway,
There's no escaping,
The fact that you're a girl and he's a boy.

You couldn't stop it now.
There's no way to get out.
He's standing far too near.
How the hell did you get here.
Semi-naked in somebody else's room.
I'd give my whole life to see it.
Just you,
Stood there,
Only in your underwear.

If you close your eyes and just remember,
That this is what you wanted last night.
So why is it so hard for you to touch him.
For you to go and give yourself to him?

I couldn't stop it now.
There's no way to get out.
He's standing far too near.
How the hell did you get here,
Semi-naked in somebody else's room.
I'd give my whole life to see it.
Just you,
Stood there,
Only in your underwear.

Do, do do do do. Do, do. Do, do. Do, do, do, do, do.
Do, do.
Do, do.
Oh yeah,
I want to see you.
Want to see you only in your underwear.

Written by BANKS, NICK / COCKER, JARVIS BRANSON / DOYLE, CANDIDA / MACKEY, STEPHEN PATRICK / SENIOR, RUSSELL
Published by Universal Music Publishing Group

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