Just re—, hey, you don't have to forget, just remember this Sunday, alright?

There's times when I want something more, someone more like me

There's times when this dress rehearsal seems incomplete

But you see the colors in me, like no one else

And behind your dark glasses, you're, you're something else

And you're really lovely, underneath it all

And you want to love me, underneath it all

I'm really lucky, underneath it all

You're really lovely

You know some real bad tricks and you need some discipline

But lately you've been trying real hard and giving me your best

And you give me the most gorgeous sleep that I've ever had

And when it's really bad, I guess it's not that bad

You're really lovely, underneath it all

And you want to love me, underneath it all

I'm really lucky, underneath it all

And you're really lovely

And so many moons that we have seen

Stumbling back next to me

I've seen right through and underneath

And you make me better

I've seen right through and underneath

And you make me better, better, better (For real)

'Cause underneat' it all, you are my real Prince Charmin'

Like the heat from the fire, you were always burnin'

Anytime you're around, my body keeps callin'

For your touch, your kisses and your sweet romancin'

There's another side of you, weh this a woman, yah adore

Aside from your temper, everything else secure

You're good for me, baby, for that, I'm sure

'Cause over and over again, me want more

You've used up all your coupons and all you got left is me

And somehow I'm full of forgiveness, I guess it's meant to be

And you're really lovely, underneath it all

And you want to love me, underneath it all

I'm really lucky, underneath it all

And you're really lovely

You're really lovely, underneath it all

And you want to love me, underneath it all

And I'm really lucky, underneath it all

And you're really lovely

Mm, mm, mm, underneath it all

Mm, mm, mm, underneath it all

Mm, mm, mm, underneath it all

Mm, mm, mm, underneath it all

...aight, and um, anybody who take the bottle of Johnnie Walker Black, better bring it back, yeah? Well...