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Shakira - Live From Paris - Underneath Your Clothes
Live From Paris
Disc 1
01. Pienso en ti
02. Why Wait
03. Te dejo Madrid
04. Whenever, Whenever
05. Inevitable
06. Nothing Else Matters / Despedida
07. Gypsy
08. La tortura
09. Ciega, sordomuda
10. Underneath Your Clothes
11. Sale el sol
12. Las de la intuición
13. Loca
14. She Wolf
15. Ojos así
16. Antes de las seis
17. Je l'aime à mourir
18. Hips don't lie
19. Waka Waka
Disc 2
01. Pienso en ti
02. Why Wait
03. Te dejo Madrid
04. Si te vas
05. Whenever, Whenever
06. Inevitable
07. Nothing Else Matters / Despedida
08. Flamenco
09. Gypsy
10. La tortura
11. Ciega, sordomuda
12. Underneath Your Clothes
13. Gordita
14. Sale el sol
15. Las de la intuición
16. Loca
17. She Wolf
18. Ojos así
19. Antes de las seis
20. Je l'aime à mourir
21. Hips Don't Lie
22. Waka Waka
23. Credits
24. Shaki in Rehearsals
25. Shaki & Sanziana
26. Shaki in Paris - Making of the DVD
27. Shaki - The Donkey Race
28. Shaki Golfing
You're a song written by the hands of God
Don't get me wrong
'Cause this might sound to you a bit odd
But you own the place
Where all my thoughts go hiding
Right under your clothes
Is where I find them

Underneath your clothes
There's an endless story
There's the man I chose
There's my territory
And all the things I deserve
For being such a good girl, honey

'Cause of you
I forgot the smart ways to lie
Because of you
I'm running out of reasons to cry
When the friends are gone
When the party's over
We will still belong to each other

Underneath your clothes
There's an endless story
There's the man I chose
There's my territory
And all the things I deserve
For being such a good girl, honey

Underneath your clothes
There's an endless story
There's the man I chose
There's my territory
And all the things I deserve
For being such a good girl
For being such a...

I love you more than all that's on the planet
Moving, talking, walking, breathing
You know it's true, oh, baby, it's so funny
You almost don't believe it
As every voice is hanging from the silence
Laughter hanging from the ceiling
Like a lady tied to her manners
I'm tied up to this feeling

Underneath your clothes
There's an endless story
There's the man I chose
There's my territory
And all the things I deserve
For being such a good girl, honey

Underneath your clothes, woah!
There's the man I chose
There's my territory
And all the things I deserve
For being such a good girl
For being such a good girl