She walked into the backyard and stood out from the rest
Bandana tied round her neck, unassuming at best
And I smiled as I passed her my rolled cigarette
Dark hair and long lashes, fringe on her chestOh I can't keep my hands to myselfTrue and tried, there can be no denying I'm along for the ride
But my pride, keeps me from toeing the line
So I'll blow me a line and see how it goesOh I can't keep my hands to myself
But in the morning I feel the heat of the devil's fire
And I know that my actions will be far from admired
But I can't keep my senses from their hard wire
Hon, you know I'm no liarOh I can't keep my hands to myself
What am I supposed to do?
Tell me boy what am I supposed to do
If I can't help loving youNo I can't keep my man to myself
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