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HANDS ON Ripples in her hair Telling me I've got to run If I'm gonna catch her anywhere She got fists full of jasmine And knees like a fine sofa No accidents in her feet She can dance all over Me Hands on, you may be gone Hands off, I'm held aloft Hands tied, my betty lied Hands freed, but I-I-I Hands freed but I'm in need She got heroine in her hips and Scalding lips Gold wire in her teeth And river that runs like well water Underneath Well, she can scratch and bite And stay awake all night getting' High on a bet She never hear my plea when I'm Breakin' my knees getting' Soaking wet Hands on, you may be gone Hands off, I'm held aloft Hands tied, my betty lied Hands freed, but I-I-I Hands freed but I'm in need |
