Strange Hands

Jake Sinclair

Well she was out there shake-shake-shakin' with the beat
My back was up against the wall, the floor was nailed to the bottom of my feet.
And he was push-push-pushin' like he was selling speed
Oh, he's got his hands up on her hips; i'm making faces you wouldn't believe

Oh next thing it's--
Strange hands, moving down your back
Gives me a heart attack
It's gettin' heavy, heavy, heavy
Aw man, i wanna take you back
But i know that i can't
It's gettin' heavy, heavy, heavy

S-s-s-so i slide down the bar to get myself a better view
Oh, and someone pushed me in the back and said, "listen boy 'm talking to you"
And so! I turn around, he says, "you know what i want you to do"
Oh, and then he drug me by the collar through the crowd and then started to move

Next thing it's--
Strange hands, moving down my back
Gives me a heart attack
It's gettin' heavy, heavy, heavy
Aw man, i wanna make it stop
But i know that it's dark
It's gettin' heavy, heavy, heavy

Oh he was looking for more
I made my way for the door
He tried to pull me back in
I knew exactly what for
I didn't know what to do
So i just stood there shaking like a little girl

But i kept looking at her
She kept looking at him
And he was looking to me
To put it all to an end
So i got down on my knees
I just started beggin', and beggin'
And beggin', ...

Strange hands, moving down your back
Gives me a heart attack
It's gettin' heavy, heavy, heavy
Aw man, i wanna take you back
But i know that i can't
It's gettin' heavy, heavy, heavy

Oh man, up and down your back
Gives me a heart-attack
It's gettin' heavy, heavy, heavy
Aw man, i want to make it stop
But i know that it's dark
It's gettin' heavy, heavy, heavy

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