Disclaimer: I don't own Shakira or Harry Potter creations
You are Ron
Created by the wand of God
Don't get me wrong cause
I might sound to you a bit odd
But you are the place
Where all my thoughts go hiding
And right under your robes
Is where I find them
Underneath Your Robes
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
Because of you, Ron
I forgot the smart ways to lie
Because of you
I'm running out of reasons to cry
When our friends are gone
When school over
We will still belong to each other
Underneath Your Robes
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
I love you more than all that's on the planet
Movin' bewitchin' breathin'
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
Pumpkins are hanging from the ceiling
Like a lady to her good manners
I'm tied up to this feeling
Underneath Your Robes
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
You are Ron
Created by the wand of God
Don't get me wrong cause
I might sound to you a bit odd
But you are the place
Where all my thoughts go hiding
And right under your robes
Is where I find them
Underneath Your Robes
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
Because of you, Ron
I forgot the smart ways to lie
Because of you
I'm running out of reasons to cry
When our friends are gone
When school over
We will still belong to each other
Underneath Your Robes
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
I love you more than all that's on the planet
Movin' bewitchin' breathin'
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
Pumpkins are hanging from the ceiling
Like a lady to her good manners
I'm tied up to this feeling
Underneath Your Robes
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
