Shania Twain - Who's Bed Have Your Boods Been Under
Whose bed have you boots been under
Shania Twain
Whose bed have your boots been under
Whose bed have your boots been under
And whose heart did you steal I wonder
This time did it feel like thunder baby
Whose bed have your boots been under
Don’t look so lonely, Don’t act so blue
I know I’m not the only, Girl you run to
I know about Lolita, You little spanish flame
I’ve see you around with Rita, The redhead down the lane
Whose bed have your boots been under
And whose heart did you steal I wonder
This time did it feel like thunder baby
And who did you run to
And whose lips have you been kissin
And whose ear did you make your wish in
Is she the one that you’ve been missin’baby
Well whose bed have your boots been under
I heard you’ve been sneakin’, Around with Jill
And what about that weekend, With Beverly Hill
And I’ve seen you walkin, With long legs Louise
And you weren’t just talking, Last night with Denise
**
So next time you’re lonely, Don’t call on me
Try the operator, Maybe she’ll be free
**
I wanna know whose bed, baby
Whose baby, tell me
Whose bed, yes I wanna know
You better start talking, or you better start walkin
Shania Twain
Whose bed have your boots been under
Whose bed have your boots been under
And whose heart did you steal I wonder
This time did it feel like thunder baby
Whose bed have your boots been under
Don’t look so lonely, Don’t act so blue
I know I’m not the only, Girl you run to
I know about Lolita, You little spanish flame
I’ve see you around with Rita, The redhead down the lane
Whose bed have your boots been under
And whose heart did you steal I wonder
This time did it feel like thunder baby
And who did you run to
And whose lips have you been kissin
And whose ear did you make your wish in
Is she the one that you’ve been missin’baby
Well whose bed have your boots been under
I heard you’ve been sneakin’, Around with Jill
And what about that weekend, With Beverly Hill
And I’ve seen you walkin, With long legs Louise
And you weren’t just talking, Last night with Denise
**
So next time you’re lonely, Don’t call on me
Try the operator, Maybe she’ll be free
**
I wanna know whose bed, baby
Whose baby, tell me
Whose bed, yes I wanna know
You better start talking, or you better start walkin
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