Hands On Me Lyrics by Maisie Peters
You’re coming in dynamite
Straight from the countryside
I see it in black and white
Someone’s falling in love tonight
Now look at, he’s off to bed
Looking like a heart attack
Keep looking at me like that
There won’t be no looking back
Can you see it, babe? That’s your future
And it’s blonde and about five feet
No, I don’t need much from you, darling
I just need, I need, I need, I need, I need
Your knock on my front door and
Your grip on the back of my jeans
Your pinkie promise, baby
Your finger on the trigger, do you know what I mean?
Your touch on a Sunday morning
Your arm on the Saturday scene
I’ll hand you me forever if you keep those hands on me-e
You keep those hands on me
I used to be buttoned up
Always cautious and covered up
But, baby, now I’ve got nothing on but the radio
And my Jo Malone and your button-up
I can see it, babe, that’s my future
And it’s strong and about six feet
Oh, I don’t need much from you, darling
I just need, I need, I need, I need, I need
Your knock on my front door and
Your grip on the back of my jeans
Your pinkie promise, baby
Your finger on the trigger, do you know what I mean?
Your touch on a Sunday morning
Your arm on the Saturday scene
I’ll hand you me forever if you keep those hands on me
Just keep those hands on me
In the park, in the dark, when it’s pouring
From the sun, to the moon, to the morning
I’ll keep you right on me
If you keep those hands on me
Your knock on my front door and
Your grip on the back of my jeans
Your pinkie promise, baby
Put a ring upon my finger if you know what I mean
Your touch on a Sunday morning
Your arm on the Saturday scene
I’ll hand you me forever if you keep those hands on me-e
Keep those hands on me
Those hands on me
Just keep your hands on me
