She glares at me across the room with those brown eyes Her fingers trace a line from waist to hip to thighs And she winks, I sigh, She leaves, I cry I'm never gonna see another woman like that But hold the phone I didn't know she brought a friend Blonde hair cut cute and short her smile made me pretend That I'm hers, she's mine, or not thats fine I didn't know you had a boyfriend, sorry 'bout that But she leans in to whisper leave this place and help me Take the red dress off Take the red dress off Take the red dress off and I said Stop, let me help you with it Her names the same rhymes well can't tell between the rest But I'll always remember that s**y red dress She had style and cla** I'll never move past that Little pretty number Impression surely will last I'll always remember when she held me and said Take the red dress off Take the red dress off Take the red dress off Take the red dress off Told ya baby take the red dress off Take the red dress off Take the red dress off and I said stop, let me help you with it