Under My Skin
She's got the body that wakes up the town
'Cause she doesn't dress up, she only dresses way down
She gets away with that
She thinks she's at a parade, a parade, a parade
How can she leave the house in her underwear?
She said she's wearing jeans, all I see is a tear
How can she do what she does?
She thinks it's a, a parade, a parade, a parade
And there she goes, she's just too perfect now
There she goes, her head's up in the clouds
There she goes, her center of the crowd
And she know, know, know, know, know, know, knows
There she goes, she's got a perfect tan
There she goes, her hands up on my man
Then she what? Don't think I understand
But no, no, no, no, no, no, no
She can't, she can't get under my skin
She can't, she can't get under my skin
She can't, she can't get under my skin
She can't, she can't get under my skin
Why does she think she can get away with this?
Next thing I know, she's blowin' my man a kiss
How could she do what she does?
She thinks it's a, a parade, a parade, a parade
And there she goes, she's just too perfect now
There she goes, her head's up in the clouds
There she goes, her center of the crowd
And she know, know, know, know, know, know, knows
There she goes, she's got a perfect tan
There she goes, her hands up on my man
Then she what? Don't think I understand
But no, no, no, no, no, no, no
She can't, she can't get under my skin
She can't, she can't get under my skin
She can't, she can't get under my skin
She can't, she can't get under my skin
She can't, she can't get under my skin (get under)
(My skin) she can't, she can't get under my skin (no)
She can't, she can't get under my skin (oh)
She can't, she can't get...
And there she goes, she's just too perfect now
There she goes, her head's up in the clouds
There she goes, her center of the crowd
And she know, know, know, know, know, know, knows
There she goes, she's got a perfect tan
There she goes, her hands up on my man
Then she what? Don't think I understand
But no, no, no, no, no, no, no
She can't, she can't get under my skin
She can't, she can't get under my skin
(Yeah, yeah) she can't, she can't get under my skin
She can't, she can't get under my skin (and I know, I know, I know)
She can't, she can't get under my skin
She can't, she can't get under my skin
She can't, she can't get under my skin
She can't, she can't get...
'Cause she doesn't dress up, she only dresses way down
She gets away with that
She thinks she's at a parade, a parade, a parade
How can she leave the house in her underwear?
She said she's wearing jeans, all I see is a tear
How can she do what she does?
She thinks it's a, a parade, a parade, a parade
And there she goes, she's just too perfect now
There she goes, her head's up in the clouds
There she goes, her center of the crowd
And she know, know, know, know, know, know, knows
There she goes, she's got a perfect tan
There she goes, her hands up on my man
Then she what? Don't think I understand
But no, no, no, no, no, no, no
She can't, she can't get under my skin
She can't, she can't get under my skin
She can't, she can't get under my skin
She can't, she can't get under my skin
Why does she think she can get away with this?
Next thing I know, she's blowin' my man a kiss
How could she do what she does?
She thinks it's a, a parade, a parade, a parade
And there she goes, she's just too perfect now
There she goes, her head's up in the clouds
There she goes, her center of the crowd
And she know, know, know, know, know, know, knows
There she goes, she's got a perfect tan
There she goes, her hands up on my man
Then she what? Don't think I understand
But no, no, no, no, no, no, no
She can't, she can't get under my skin
She can't, she can't get under my skin
She can't, she can't get under my skin
She can't, she can't get under my skin
She can't, she can't get under my skin (get under)
(My skin) she can't, she can't get under my skin (no)
She can't, she can't get under my skin (oh)
She can't, she can't get...
And there she goes, she's just too perfect now
There she goes, her head's up in the clouds
There she goes, her center of the crowd
And she know, know, know, know, know, know, knows
There she goes, she's got a perfect tan
There she goes, her hands up on my man
Then she what? Don't think I understand
But no, no, no, no, no, no, no
She can't, she can't get under my skin
She can't, she can't get under my skin
(Yeah, yeah) she can't, she can't get under my skin
She can't, she can't get under my skin (and I know, I know, I know)
She can't, she can't get under my skin
She can't, she can't get under my skin
She can't, she can't get under my skin
She can't, she can't get...
Credits
Writer(s): Stefan Orn, Anders Bagge, Phillippe Anquetil
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