really didn't say nothing yet So if you like what you see, boy, I want you to put your hands on me Fulfill my fantasy, boy, I want you to put your hands on
she told me.....shawty doin that damn thingg damn thing gotta get my hands on you hands on you hands on you gotta get my hands on you hands on on you hands on
room very much Then we touched I just know When you put your hands on me I feel sexy And my body turns to gold I just know When you put your hands on
Time on my hands, you in my arms Nothing but love in view Then if you fall, once and for all I'll see my dreams come true Moments to spare with someone
I can't afford to listen to a word they say And of all the times we had Oh the ultimate late night didn't taste right True words that I should know Blood on my hands
I think you better run Better run more, and move a little faster Second of thought and I'm comin' to blast ya With my Sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump Left hand on
Get lost in all of this love Soft to the touch I'm every inch a woman Don't be shy Feel me, come on Yeah, yeah, yeah Put your hands on (Touch me) The
cold in my wedding band It's just a ring on your finger when there's time on your hands I had a ring on my finger and time on my hands 'Cause the woman
head like don't leave Don't leave, don't leave, don't leave Shorty got her hands on me Shorty got her hands on me Shorty got her hands on me
keep my hands off you (Can't keep my, can't keep my) Can't keep my hands off you (Can't keep my, can't keep my) Can't keep my hands off you Sorry to
You got blood on your hands Can you hear me? We don't wanna listen it's a waste of time Are you for real? You got blood on your hands Can we be set
hands on me, lay your hands on me) On me (Lay your hands on me, lay your hands on me) (Lay your hands on me) (Lay your hands on me) (Lay your hands on
hand of All hands on the bad one, all hands on the bad one We would be no better, we would be no better All hands on the bad one, all hands on the bad
tough girls In this part of the world Take a photograph Portrait of a ladyman Are we holding on To our pride a bit too long Are we breaking on guitars
You went down in the very first round Sitting ringside in a tiny town Knock out, knock out First round, first round Ooh, when you call You will call
your heart and watch it fade Did you disappear or were you just misplaced Left behind with no one else to blame It's all gone but something lingers on
He's got a perfect face Turn away before you go and turn me on I cannot look away I'm stunned it's that je ne sais quoi, uh huh He talks to me in my
always been a guy with a sweet tooth And that girl was just like a king-sized candy bar Pick up the phone Meet me at the Sorbonne Keep turning me on
