Oh oh oh let’s go My Fender strat sits all alone Collecting dust in the corner I haven’t called any of my friends I’ve been MIA since last My blackberry’s filled up with E-mail My phone calls goes straight through to voicemail
Cuz on the street, or the covers We are stuck like two pieces of velcro At the park, in the back of my car It doesn’t matter what I do, No, I can’t keep my hands off you (can’t keep my, can’t keep my) 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 months old But I don’t care, no no no I don’t notice My bills pile is so high, it is shocking repo man just keeps on knocking
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 doesn’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 Can’t keep my hands off you
Sorry to all my friends and to anyone to I offend But i can’t help, no i can’t help it Can’t keep my, can’t keep my (can’t hands my off you) Can’t keep my, can’t keep my (can’t hands my hands off you) Can’t keep my, can’t keep my (can’t hands my hands off you) Can’t keep my, can’t keep my (can’t hands my off you)
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 you