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My Tighty Whiteys
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− | + | '''My Tighty Whiteys''' is a song from [[Best Day Ever (Album)|The Best Day Ever]] album and [[SpongeBob’s Greatest Hits]]. | |
− | + | ==Lyrics== | |
− | + | My tighty whiteys. | |
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− | + | you makes my whole life worthwhile. | |
− | You | + | So I start everyday with a smile. |
− | + | You fit like a glovey, you make me proud of you. | |
− | + | That’s why I love you, my tighty whiteys. | |
− | + | Don’t ever fret or despair. | |
− | + | You alone, always make a great pair. | |
− | + | It’s high time I told you, how I love to hold you. | |
− | + | Wash, dry and fold, you’re my tighty whiteys. | |
− | + | So cozy and comfy, so cottony and cuddly. | |
− | + | So snug when you hug me so tight. | |
− | + | I wonder, my out-wear, only I know you’re in there. | |
− | + | So razzly, dazzly white. | |
− | Tighty whiteys | + | We must have been meant to be. |
− | Tighty whiteys | + | 'Cause I've changed you and you've changed me. |
− | Tighty whiteys | + | When you’re old and gray, I won’t throw you away. |
− | Tighty whiteys | + | I’ll spend laundry day with my tighty whiteys. |
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+ | Tighty whiteys... | ||
+ | Tighty whiteys... | ||
+ | Tighty whiteys... | ||
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+ | {{Song}} | ||
+ | [[Category:Song text]] |
Latest revision as of 18:14, 28 May 2025
My Tighty Whiteys is a song from The Best Day Ever album and SpongeBob’s Greatest Hits.
[edit] Lyrics
My tighty whiteys.
you makes my whole life worthwhile. So I start everyday with a smile. You fit like a glovey, you make me proud of you. That’s why I love you, my tighty whiteys.
Don’t ever fret or despair. You alone, always make a great pair. It’s high time I told you, how I love to hold you. Wash, dry and fold, you’re my tighty whiteys.
So cozy and comfy, so cottony and cuddly. So snug when you hug me so tight. I wonder, my out-wear, only I know you’re in there. So razzly, dazzly white.
We must have been meant to be. 'Cause I've changed you and you've changed me. When you’re old and gray, I won’t throw you away. I’ll spend laundry day with my tighty whiteys.
Tighty whiteys... Tighty whiteys... Tighty whiteys... Tighty whiteys...