Shopping For Boots and Bras

She's leaving soon for Paris, that's where her daughter's living Leaving soon for Paris so she can be forgiven For going on a shopping spree, can't wait for Santa Claus Before she leaves for Paris, she'll go shopping for boots and bras Eyeball popping, jaw dropping, just above the knees Brown leather, got-it-together boots, if you please As for bras (Applause! Applause!) the one and only store Victoria's Secret, Oh My God! Do I dare say more Can you picture her in Paris walking through the streets Imagine her in Paris where every man she meets Is tongue-tied, feeble-witted, doltish, speechless, just because Before she left for Paris, she went shopping for boots and bras Eyeball popping, jaw dropping, just above the knees Brown leather, got-it-together boots, if you please As for bras (Applause! Applause!) the one and only store Victoria's Secret, Oh My God! Do I dare say more And when she's home from Paris, I'll invite her out to dine To tell me all about Paris over a glass of wine Then we'll go on a shopping spree, I'll be her Santa Claus Yeah, when she's home from Paris, we'll go shopping for boots and bras Eyeball popping, jaw dropping, just above the knees Brown leather, got-it-together boots, if you please As for bras (Applause! Applause!) the one and only store Victoria's Secret, Oh My God! Do I dare say more Eyeball popping, jaw dropping, just above the knees Brown leather, got-it-together boots, if you please As for bras (Applause! Applause!) the one and only store Victoria's Secret, Oh My God! Do I dare say more