Walkin Round in Women's Underware

Lacy Beans, the wife is listening, didn't ask for her permission

I'm wearing her clothes, her silk pantyhose, walking '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, walk around in women's underwear

In the office there's a guy named Melvin, he pretends that I am Murphy Brown