Can't Keep My Hands Off You

Oh oh oh let's go

My Fender strat sits all alone

Collecting dust in the corner

Haven't called any of my friends

I've been MIA since last December

My blackberry's filled up with E-mail

My phone calls goes straight to the voice mail



'Cuz on the street, or under the covers

We're stuck like two pieces of velcro

At the bar, in the back of my car

It don't matter what I do,

No, I can't 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)



There's fungus growing in the icebox

All I got left are Fruit Roll-Ups

My clothes are six months old

But I don't care, no no no I don't notice

My bills pile so high, it is shocking

The repo man just keeps on knocking



'Cuz on the street, or under the covers

We are stuck like two pieces of velcro

At the bar, in the back of my car

It don't matter what I do,

No, I can't 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 all my friends and to anyone I offend

But I can't help it, no I can't help it

Can't keep my, can't keep my (can't hands my hands off )

Can't keep my, can't keep my (can't hands my hands off )

Can't keep my, can't keep my (can't hands my hands off )



'Cuz on the street, or under the covers

We are stuck like two pieces of velcro

At the park, in the back of my car

It don't matter what I do,

No, I can't 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