Underwear

New girl, hot girl on the new job
 New boss, Mr. Moore, he's a real snob
 High heels, long legs, tight skirt, great skin
 Inducing thoughts of sin
 Involuntary action
 His primitive satisfaction
 It gets down, lays down, she goes
 "Tell me, Mr. Moore, what are you doing on the floor?"
 I can see your underwear from down here
 I can see your underwear from down here
 I'm not even gonna lie
 Baby, this I can't deny
 I can see your underwear from down here
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 Mr. Moore feels bad when the day ends
 Ask her out, not a date, just to make amends
 Apology accepted, fancy dinner, fancy place
 The waiter, Mr. Gable, sneaks in under the table
 To find he's not alone
 "Tell me, Mr. Moore, why everyone is on the floor?"
 We can see your underwear from down here
 We can see your underwear from down here
 We're not even gonna lie
 Baby, this we can't deny
 We can see your underwear from down here
 We can see your underwear from down here
 We're not even gonna lie
 Baby, this we can't deny
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 I can see your underwear from down here
 I can see your underwear from down here
 I'm not even gonna lie
 Baby, this I can't deny
 We can see your underwear from down here
 We can see your underwear from down here
 We're not even gonna lie
 Baby, this we can't deny
 I can see your underwear