"Take Off Your Clothes" lyrics

"Take Off Your Clothes"

I've been working and it's been a while since
We've been able to make it outdoors
On the road, doing shows, so let's go
Whatever you want tonight is yours

Ooh, this red wine is sweet
But your lips are much sweeter
This steak's nice and juicy but it's you that I wanna eat up
As soon as we get home
That dress you got on
I don't want to see it no more

Take of your clothes, take off your clothes
Drop that dress on the floor, dress on the floor
Everything I need right in front of me
I just gotta see, baby, baby, please
Take of your clothes, take off your clothes

(My) My eyes are a maze, (my) my heart's in a race
(My) My hands get to rubbing you all up and down your waist
(My) My arms wanna hold you, (my) my tongue want a taste
So come on, girl, don't make me wait

Take of your clothes, take off your clothes (take 'em off, baby, take 'em off, baby)
Drop that dress on the floor, dress on the floor (dress on the floor)
Everything I need right in front of me
I just gotta see, baby, baby, please
Take of your clothes, take off your clothes

Take of your clothes, take off your clothes
Drop that dress on the floor, dress on the floor
Everything I need right in front of me
I just gotta see, baby, baby, please
Take of your clothes, take off your clothes


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