18 Til I Die

Bryan Adams

The Only Thing That Looks Good On Me Is You

Do To You

Let's Make A Night To Remember

Star

(I Wanna Be) Your Underwear

We're Gonna Win

I Think About You

I'll Always Be Right There

It Ain't A Party - If You Can't Come 'Round

Black Pearl

You're Still Beautiful To Me

Have You Ever Really Loved A Woman? - From "Don Juan DeMarco" Soundtrack

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Prashant Yadav

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I wanna be your t-shirt when it′s wet
I wanna be the shower when you sweat
I got to be the tattoo on your skin
You lemme be your bed, baby, when you climb in, yeah

I wanna be the sheets when you sleep
Lemme be the secrets that you keep
I got to be the spoon to still your cream
I wanna be, the one, that really makes you scream

Yeah now, I wanna be your lipstick when you lick it
I wanna be your high heels, ah, when you kick it
I wanna be sweet love babe, yeah, when you make it
From your feet up to your hair, more than anything I swear
I wanna be your underwear, ah

Oh yeah, I wanna be the itch that you scratch
Wanna be your chair, when you relax
I got to be your razor, when you shave
Wanna be the habit, that really makes you crave

Oh yeah, I wanna be your hot tub, when you dippin'
I wanna be your bathrobe, ah, when you drippin′
I wanna be your coffee, baby, yeah, when you sippin'
I just wanna be right there, more than anything I swear
I wanna be your underwear, ah, you know what I mean

Yeah, I wanna be your sleepin' bag, baby slip inside
Lemme be your motorcycle, take you for a ride, alright
See what I am sayin′

Yeah, I wanna be your hot sauce, yeah, when your cookin′
I wanna be your sunglasses, hey, good lookin'
I wanna be, I wanna be the one, yeah you sticky, hook in
I just wanna be right there, more than anything, I swear
Oh yeah, I wanna be your underwear

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You lemme be your bed, baby, when you climb in, yeah

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I got to be the spoon to still your cream

I wanna be, the one, that really makes you scream

Yeah now, I wanna be your lipstick when you lick it

I wanna be your high heels, ah, when you kick it

I wanna be sweet love babe, yeah, when you make it

From your feet up to your hair, more than anything I swear

Oh yeah, I wanna be the itch that you scratch

Wanna be the habit, that really makes you crave

Oh yeah, I wanna be your hot tub, when you dippin'

I wanna be your bathrobe, ah, when you drippin'

I wanna be your coffee, baby, yeah, when you sippin'

I just wanna be right there, more than anything I swear

I wanna be your underwear, ah, you know what I mean

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Yeah, I wanna be your sleepin' bag, baby slip inside

Lemme be your motorcycle, take you for a ride, alright

Yeah, I wanna be your hot sauce, yeah, when your cookin'

I wanna be your sunglasses, hey, good lookin'

I wanna be, I wanna be the one, yeah you sticky, hook in

I just wanna be right there, more than anything, I swear

18 Til I Die • 1996

(I Wanna Be) Your Underwear

Bryan Adams

Lyrics of (I Wanna Be) Your Underwear by Bryan Adams

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