Your song, written by the hands of God Don't get me wrong, this might sound to you a bit odd But you own the place where all my thoughts go hiding Right under your clothes, it's where I'll find them Underneath your clothes, there's an endless story There's a man I trust, there's my territory And all the things I deserve For being such a good girl, honey Because of you, I forgot the smart ways to lie Because of you, I'm running out of reasons to cry When the friends are gone, when the party's over We will still belong to each other Underneath your clothes, there's an endless story There's a man I trust, there's my territory And all the things I deserve For being such a good girl, honey Underneath your clothes, there's an endless story There's a man I trust, there's my territory And all the things I deserve For being such a good girl, for being such a I love you more than all that's on the planet Move and talk and walk and breathe and Oh, it's true, oh baby, it's so funny You almost don't believe it As every voice is hanging from the ceiling It's like they're hanging from the ceiling Like a lady tied to her manor isn't tied up to the steel Underneath your clothes, there's an endless story There's a man I trust, there's my territory And all the things I deserve For being such a good girl, honey Underneath your clothes There's a man I trust, there's my territory And all the things I deserve For being such a good girl, for being such a good girl For being such a good girl