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I'm not wearing any panties I'm not wearing any cacks I like the feeling when my winky Rubs the inside of my slacks I get a total sense of freedom Liberation down below Knowing that there's just one layer Preventing my privates being on show I'm not wearing any Y-fronts I'm not wearing any briefs I like the feeling as the fresh air Rushes round my underneath I like the way my privates wangle I like the way my ball bag's hang So, come on, leave your pants at home And go commando with Kunt and the Gang Let's go commando See if we can start a trend Let's go commando See the shape of my bell end Let's go commando Come on, ditch your underwear Let's go commando Feel the wind through your pubic hair Songtexte I'm not wearing any undies I'm not wearing any smalls There's one thin layer of material Between you and my cock and balls I don't care if you don't approve Just see the outline of my plum Must put my trousers in the wash They're starting to smell of bum I'm not wearing any boxers I'm not wearing any drawers All we do is just unzip them And then mine can be touching yours Come on chaps and come on girls When it feels this right it can't be wrong Everyone should go commando (Unless of course you're blobbing on) Let's go commando See if we can start a trend Let's go commando See the shape of my bell end Let's go commando Come on, ditch your underwear Let's go commando Feel the wind through your pubic hair Let's go commando Come on, give it a go Let's go commando I wanna see that camel's toe But don't go commando If you really need a poo There's a downside to commando When you fart and follow through Aus Songtexte Mania