Bob Rivers & Twisted Radio Walkin' 'Round in Women's Underwear Lyrics

Lacy things the wife is missin',
Didn't ask for her permission
I'm wearin' her clothes,
Her silk pantyhose,
Walkin' 'round in women's underwear.

In the store, there's a teddy,
With 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 the wife is outta' town!"

Later on, if you wanna,
We can dress like Madonna
Put on some eye shade,
And join the parade,
Walkin' 'round in women's underwear.

Walkin' 'round in women's underwear.

Walkin' 'round in women's underwear.

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