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Wish I was a stocking clanging to your thigh

Everytime you'd move around I'd view you walking by

Wish I was your underwear hanging around your waist

Everytime you'd shake that thing I'd get a little taste

If I was a pair of boots I wouldn't have to beg

I'd be satisfied just being around your leg

When I am dreaming it takes so many trips

I'd pretend that I'm a stick to decorate your lips

If I am a necklace hanging down your front

When you feel the time was right I'd notice what you want

Wish I was a silk shirt draped around your back

Right next to your skin tryin' to make contact