You´re a song
Written by the hands of god
Don´t get me wrong cause
This might sound to you a bit odd
But you own the place
Where all my thoughts go hiding
And right under your clothes
Is where I find them
Underneath Your Clothes
There´s an endless story
There´s the man I chose
There´s my territory
And all the things I deserve
For being such a good girl honey
Because of you
I forgot the smart ways to lie
Because of you
I´m running out of reasons to cry
When the friends are gone
When the party´s over
We will still belong to each other
Underneath Your Clothes
There´s an endless story
There´s the man I chose
There´s my territory
And all the things I deserve
For being such a good girl honey
I love you more than all that´s on the planet
Movin´ talkin´ walkin´ breathing
You know it´s true
Oh baby it´s so funny
You almost don´t believe it
As every voice is hanging from the silence
Lamps are hanging from the ceiling
Like a lady tied to her manners
I´m tied up to this feeling
Underneath Your Clothes
There´s an endless story
There´s the man I chose
There´s my territory
And all the things I deserve
For being such a good girl honey
(Shakira)
Written by the hands of god
Don´t get me wrong cause
This might sound to you a bit odd
But you own the place
Where all my thoughts go hiding
And right under your clothes
Is where I find them
Underneath Your Clothes
There´s an endless story
There´s the man I chose
There´s my territory
And all the things I deserve
For being such a good girl honey
Because of you
I forgot the smart ways to lie
Because of you
I´m running out of reasons to cry
When the friends are gone
When the party´s over
We will still belong to each other
Underneath Your Clothes
There´s an endless story
There´s the man I chose
There´s my territory
And all the things I deserve
For being such a good girl honey
I love you more than all that´s on the planet
Movin´ talkin´ walkin´ breathing
You know it´s true
Oh baby it´s so funny
You almost don´t believe it
As every voice is hanging from the silence
Lamps are hanging from the ceiling
Like a lady tied to her manners
I´m tied up to this feeling
Underneath Your Clothes
There´s an endless story
There´s the man I chose
There´s my territory
And all the things I deserve
For being such a good girl honey
(Shakira)
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