Wish I was a stocking clanging to your thigh
Everytime youd move around Id view you walking by
Wish I was your underwear hanging around your waist
Everytime youd shake that thing Id get a little taste
Closer, closer, closer to you
Closer, got to get closer, closer to you
If I was a pair of boots I wouldnt have to beg
Id be satisfied just being around your leg
When I am dreaming it takes so many trips
Id pretend that Im a stick to decorate your lips
Closer, closer, closer to you
Closer, got to get closer, closer to you
If I am a necklace hanging down your front
When you feel the time was right Id notice what you want
Wish I was a silk shirt draped around your back
Right next to your skin tryin to make contact
Closer, closer, closer to you
Closer, closer, closer to you
If I had my wishes, if I had my way
Id be all the same to you, each and everyday
Closer, closer, closer to you
Closer, closer, closer to you