Hands, wooo
Put your hands on me
Hands, wooo
I wear your hands when you're dancing on me

Baby, I don't know where you go
Is it wrong, is it right for me to care 'bout you?
Strike a match, light a fire
We were dangerous for a while
Maybe it's just something that you do
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Baby, you love way down low way down low, way down
You love me way down low
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
But you take me higher than you know than you know
Take me much higher than you know
So that leave one thing

Hands, wooo
Put your hands on me
Hands, wooo
I wear your hands when you're dancing on me
I lose myself when I'm in your arms
And I don't care what the world gotta say about us
No, it don't matter
Hands, wooo
I wear your hands when you're dancing on me

When we dance, when we fight
When we kiss, when we cry
Oh baby, it's all I need from you, hmm
Oh I want your touch, want your feel
So I know that it's real
Maybe it's just something that you do
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Baby, you love way down low way down low, way down
You love me way down low
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
But you take me higher than you know than you know
Take me much higher than you know
So that leave one thing

Hands, wooo
Put your hands on me
Hands, wooo
I wear your hands when you're dancing on me
I lose myself when I'm in your arms
And I don't care what the world gotta say about us (i don't care)
No, it don't matter (it don't matter)
Hands, wooo
I wear your hands when you're dancing on me

Tonight, I need a one dance what's the plans?
I got the X Factor, I make bands
Poppin' on the gram, yeah, I see you got fans
That's a whole load of body on my hands
Palm trees, grey sands
We got bottles in the club, out in cannes
You say you're over lying, you left your ex man
And I'm the only one that understands
I don't care who sees or who knows
I show you off like new clothes
And we ain't gotta plan it, I can find all your loop holes
We make magic on Mars like Bruno
I'm the boss, I say who goes
And who stays, you ain't gotta worry, it's a new day
You a Chanel girl, you know I love Gucci
My hands have got you all weak on a Tuesday

Hands, wooo
Put your hands (put my hands) on me, on me, yeah
Hands (yeah), wooo
I wear your hands when you're dancing on me
I lose myself when I'm in your arms
And I don't care what the world gotta say about us (I don't care)
No, it don't matter, it don't matter
Hands (yeah), wooo
I wear your hands when you're dancing on me

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Writer(s): Clive Alderman Brooks, David Stewart, Kate Stewart