歌曲 | Underneath Your Clothes (Acoustic Version) |
歌手 | Shakira |
专辑 | Objection (Tango) |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
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 | |
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, ahh.. | |
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 almust 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 |
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 | |
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, ahh.. | |
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 almust 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 |
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 | |
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, ahh.. | |
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 almust 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 |