Hands to Myself

Can’t keep my hands to myself 
No matter how hard I’m trying to 
I want you all to myself 
You’re metaphorical gin and juice 
 [bad word] on, give me a taste 
Of what it’s like to be next to you 
Won’t let one drop go to waste 
You’re metaphorical gin and juice 

All of the downs and the uppers 
Keep making love to each other 
And I’m trying, trying, I’m trying, trying 
All of the downs and the uppers 
Keep making love to each other 
And I’m trying, trying, I’m trying, but I 

Can’t keep my hands to myself 
My hands to myself 
Can’t keep my hands to myself 
My hands to myself 

My doctor say you’re no good 
But people say what they wanna say 
And you should know if I could 
I’d breathe you in every single day 

All of the downs and the uppers 
Keep making love to each other 
And I’m trying, trying, I’m trying, trying 
All of the downs and the uppers 
Keep making love to each other 
And I’m trying, trying, I’m trying, but I 

Can’t keep my hands to myself 
My hands to myself 
Can’t keep my hands to myself 
My hands to myself 

Can’t keep my hands to myself 
I want it all, no, nothing else 
Can’t keep my hands to myself 
Give me your all and nothing else 
Oh, I, I want it all 
I want it all, I want it all 
Can’t keep my hands to myself 
I mean I could, 
But why would I want to? 
My hands to myself 
Can’t keep my hands to myself 
My hands to myself 
Can’t keep my hands to myself 
I want it all, no, nothing else 
Can’t keep my hands to myself 
Give me your all and nothing else 
Can’t keep my hands to myself