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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