I ain't boxers, I ain't breefs I'm something in between Do you dream in heather grey A place where trunks Are mostly blue-ish green With a waistband softer than the rain Well I don't care Whatcha wanna wear down there Cause I got everything you need I won't leave you bare In your search for underwear From country roads to mansions by the sea Cause if it ain't fruit you'll never live comfortibly