Ben Franklin Mob H3

Lacy things, the wife is missin’,

Didn’t ask for her permission,

I’m wearing her clothes, silk panty hose,

Walkin’ round in women’s underwear.



In the store, there’s a teddy

Little straps, like spaghetti

It holds me so tight, like handcuffs at night

Walkin’ round in women’s underwear.



In the office there’s a guy named Melvin,

We pretend that I am Murphy Brown,

He’ll say are you ready, I’ll say whoa man,

Let’s wait until the wife is out of town. 


Later on, if you wanna,

We can dress like Madonna,

Put on some eye shade, and join the parade

Walkin’ round in women’s underwear.
(Walkin’ round in women’s underwear)
(Walkin’ round in women’s underwear)