I ain't boxers, I ain't breefs
I'm something in between
Do you dream in heather grey
A place where trunks
Are mostly blue-ish green
With a waistband softer than the rain
Well I don't care
Whatcha wanna wear down there
Cause I got everything you need
I won't leave you bare
In your search for underwear
From country roads to mansions by the sea
Cause if it ain't fruit you'll never live comfortibly
Writer(s): Rafael Torres
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