There goes my shirt, up over my head, oh my (Oops) There goes my skirt, droppin' at my feet, oh my (Oops) Some kind of touch, caressing my face, oh my (Oops) I'm turning red, who could this be? Tell you what I did last night I came home, say about a quarter to three Still so high, hypnotized In a trance From the start, it was so butter and brown and tantalizing You woulda thought I needed help From this feeling that I felt So shook, I had to catch my breath (Oops) There goes my shirt up over my head, oh my (Oops) There goes my skirt, droppin' at my feet, oh my (Oops) Some kind of touch, caressing my face, oh my (Oops) I'm turning red, who could this be? I tried and I tried to avoid But this thing was happening Swallow my pride Let it ride, and party But this body felt just like mines And I got worried I looked over to the left, a reflection of myself That's why I couldn't catch my breath (Oops) There goes my shirt, up over my head, oh my (Oops) There goes my skirt, droppin' at my feet, oh my (Oops) Some kind of touch, caressing my face, oh my (Oops) I'm turning red, who could this be? (Oops) There goes my shirt, up over my head, oh my (Oops) There goes my skirt, droppin' at my feet, oh my (Oops) Some kind of touch, caressing my face, oh my (Oops) I'm turning red, who could this be? (Oops) There goes my shirt, up over my head, oh my (Oops) There goes my skirt, droppin' at my feet, oh my (Oops) Some kind of touch, caressing my face, oh my (Oops) I'm turning red, who could this be? © EMI BLACKWOOD MUSIC INC.; SOAR LOSER MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com