New girl, hot girl on the new job, New boss Mr. Moore, he's s real snob. High heels, long legs, tight skirt, great skin Inducing thoughts of sin... Involuntary action His primitive satfacion Get down, lays down. She goes:
"Tell me Mr. Moore what are you duind on the floor?"
I can see your underwear from down here, I can see your underwear from down here, I'm not even gonna lie Baby this i can't deny I can see your underwear from down here.
Mr. Moore feels bad when the day ends, Ask her out, not a date, just to make amends. Apology accepted, fancy dinner fancy place, The waitor Mr. Gable sneaks in under the the table , To find he's not alone...
"Tell me Mr. Moore why everyone is on the floor?"
We can see your underwear from down here, We can see your underwear from down here, We're not even gonna lie Baby this i can't deny.