Wake up and fix me breakfast
Eggs, raisin toast and some grits
That's all I think I'm missing
But boy you got a whole lot to fix
And I know you really care
But whose underwear are these?
And I know you always tell the truth
But that wasn't your mama with you
Shake things up for a bit
Wasn't everything too perfect
And I thought we really fit
But fitting in has made me hate it
And I know you really care
But whose underwear are these?
And I know you always tell the truth
But that wasn't your mama with you
Let's make up
Tell me you love me
Let's forget everything that happened
And I'll get memory shock therapy
We could start another love story
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
And I know you really care
But whose underwear are these?
And I know you always tell the truth
But that wasn't your mama with you
Oh I know you really care
But whose underwear are these?
And I know you always tell the truth
But that wasn't your mama with you
That wasn't your mama with you
Writer(s): Stuart Garrard, Tim Hughes, Martin Smith
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