Think of the beat of the song walking in a winter wonderland while you are reading this…
Lacy things — the wife is missin’,
Didn’t ask — her permission,
I’m wearin’ her clothes,
Her silk pantyhose,
Walkin’ ’round in women’s underwear.
In the store — there’s a teddy,
Little straps — like spaghetti,
It holds me so tight,
Like handcuffs at night,
Walkin’ ’round in women’s underwear.
In the office there’s a guy named Melvin,
He pretends that I am Murphy Brown.
He’ll say, “Are you ready?” I’ll say,”Whoa, Man!”
“Let’s wait until our wives are out of town!”
Later on, if you wanna,
We can dress — like Madonna,
Put on some eyeshade,
And join the parade,
Walkin’ ’round in women’s underwear!
Lacy things… missin’,
Didn’t ask… permission,
Wearin’ her clothes,
Her silk pantyhose,
Walkin’ ’round in women’s underwear.
Walkin’ ’round in women’s underwear,
Walkin’ ’round in women’s underwear!