Hands On You

You can leave your wardrobe at the door Tell me what you want and girl, it's yours I, never felt nothing like this before Gave me everything and then some more I, used to tell my friends, "Well, that's the old me" Keep our business low-key, that's for my eyes only You came over, said you had something to show me Hopped right out the phone screen Wearin' nothing but my hands on you No designer, just that birthday suit When it's late at night, I see the real you It's a movie, girl, the way that you move, move Wearin' nothing but my hands on you, you, you, you Wearin' nothing but my hands on you, you, you, you Wearin' nothing but my hands on Can't nobody else set me straight but you, nah Can't nobody else do the things you do for me You know I'm all in, temptation's callin', but I won't fall in And I know that you be alright all on your lonely Spendin' nights in limbo, off doin' your own thing But when you hit me, say you got something to show me Hopped right out the phone screen Wearin' nothing but my hands on you No designer, just that birthday suit When it's late at night, I see the real you It's a movie, girl, the way that you move, move Wearin' nothing but my hands on you, you, you, you Wearin' nothing but my hands on you, you, you, you Wearin' nothing but my hands on I don't need nobody else, oh no Got time to waste, and I got cash too long But that don't mean nothing to me at all Got everything I need when you show up Wearin' nothing but my hands on you No designer, just that birthday suit When it's late at night, I see the real you It's a movie, girl, the way that you move, move Wearin' nothing but my hands on you, you, you, you Wearin' nothing but my hands on you, you, you, you Wearin' nothing but my hands on you