You’re a song writ-ten by the hands of God Don’t get me wrong- cause this might sound to you a bit odd But you own that place where all my thoughts go ri-din’ Right un-der your clothes is where I find them .Underneath Your Clothes there’s a man a sto-ry There’s a man I–chose there’s my ter-ri-to-ry and all the things I de-serve. For be in’such a good girl ho-ney Cause of you I thought of the smart ways to ride Cause of–you- I’m running out of rea-sons to cry When your friends are gone And when the party’s o–ver It still won’t be long to each o-ther .Underneath Your Clothes there’s a man a sto-ry There’s a man I–chose there’s my ter-ri-to-ry and all the things I de-serve. For be-in’such a good girl ho-ney .Underneath Your Clothes there’s a man a sto-ry There’s a man I–chose there’s my ter-ri-to-ry and all the things I de-serve. For be-in’ such a good girl For be-in’ such a hey hey hey hey I want to be your wo-man all I talk a-bout–is Mov-in’talk-in’walk-in’breath-in’ You know it too and babe it’s so fun-ny You al-most don’t be-lieve it As ev’-ry voice is ri-sin’ to the feel-in’ We’ll be han-gin’ by the cei-lin’ All the way she finds it her man-ner Mus-cles hard as steel Underneath Your Clothes there’s a man a sto-ry There’s a man I–chose there’s my ter-ri-to-ry and all the things I de-serve. For be-in’such a good girl ho-ney Underneath Your Clothes woh. There’s a man I chose there’s my ter-ri-to-ry and all the things I de-serve For be-in’ such a good girl For be-in’ such a good girl Ah..
