Stephen Clair: Music
Jen In Her Underwear
(Stephen Clair)
Jen in her underwear out on the front stoop. She's a freckled peach with hair gone wild. The sun's already high and blazing. I'll kiss her twice but never say good bye. Jen in her underwear out in the bright sunshine. I don't think there's any place I'd rather lay my eyes. I've got a train to catch and I'm already late for work. I'm having trouble remembering why I should even care.
She tells me she don't care if the neighbors hang around and stare. Nothing will keep her from going where she wants in her underwear.
Jen in her underwear taking out the garbage weekends, afternoons and nights. She thinks she knows what's best for me. Sometimes I think she's mostly right. Jen in her underwear sitting by the window. I stand by the bed in socks and nothing else. She says, baby that's the best look I've ever seen. I say, nothing compares to what you're giving me.
Jen in her underwear lighting up the night sky. She's a shooting star that came crashing through my roof. Now that she's found her way here with me she sleeps by my side dreaming up something good.
Jen in her underwear makes so much sense to me. I don't think anything has ever felt this right. Now i spend my days in the lingerie store trying everything on Jennifer in my mind.