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Lletres: American Affair. The Naked Song.

I met her at the pool
yeah she was smoking hott
she told me maybe we should get together sometime
she asked me if i could, rub oil on her back
and that was fine with me
then i had a, crazy fantasy

Chorus:
we were naked in my bed
one swing, no strings
moving all around the room
chicka chicka boom boom
and then we did on the floor, against the door
upon the sink where we did it some more
sun was hott but we were both burning red
we were naked in my bed

She read her magazine, right in front of me
the latest issue of cosmo
she said i should check these positions out
on page 69 she pointed to this one she said looks like a lot of fun and

Chorus:
we were naked in my bed
one swing, no strings
moving all around the room
chicka chicka boom boom
and then we did on the floor, against the door
upon the sink where we did it some more
sun was hott but we were both burning red
we were naked in my bed, bed, bed, bed, bed, bed, bed

everyone will wonder where we've been
we can be kept something oh but then, but then
we may never see the sun again

Chorus:
we were naked in my bed
on top don't stop
moving all around the room
chicka chicka boom boom

i gotta get you naked na na na naked
chicka chicka boom boom
i wanna get you naked
on the floor upon the sink where we do it some more
the sun was hott but we were both burning red
and then we did it naked na na na naked
we were naked in my head
American Affair
American Affair