Walkin' round in women's underwear...

A great thing about Christmas is that I get to whip out all of my Christmas music. A perennial favorite it Bob River's Twisted Christmas. Nothing like I AM SANTA CLAUS sung to Black Sabbath's I AM IRON MAN. But my favorite of these is the one where I can't even sing the original lyrics anymore to the regular song, and my mother-in-law sent me a beautiful snow globe that also plays this particular song. Sing my blog title to the tune of "Walkin' in a Winter Wonderland". Hey wait, here's the lyrics:
Lacy things, the wife is missin'
Didn't ask, her permission
I'm wearin' her clothes
Her silk pantyhose
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,
He pretends that I am Murphy Brown
He'll say, "Are you ready?" I'll say, "Whoa Man!"
"Let's wait until our wives are out of town!"

Later on, if you wanna
We can dress, like Madonna
Put on some eyeshade
And join the parade
Walkin' 'round in women's underwear

Lacy things- missin'
Didn't ask- permission
Wearin' her clothes
Silk pantyhose
Walkin' 'round in women's underwear
Walkin' 'round in women's underwear
Walkin' 'round in women's underwear

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