Tuesday night feet on the floor
Keys in hand, headed out that door
I look to you but you don't look back
There's a slow train coming and a clickety-clackCome on, baby, give it to me
If I chase you're running up that tree
Seems there's nothing I can do
To get a little bit of love from my hands to youyou've got the sweetest little hands on this side of the Rio Grande
And if you love me you've got to love me right
So take your sticky little fingers and hold me tightIt?s like touch and go without the touch
It?s all I ask but it?s still too much
You've got to love me tender
You've got to love me tough
But what you're giving me just ain't enoughyou've got the sweetest little hands on this side of the Rio Grande
And if you love me you've got to love me right
So take your sticky little fingers and hold me tightyou've got the sweetest little hands on this side of the Rio Grande
And if you love me you've got to love me right
So take your sticky little fingers and hold me tightTuesday night feet on the floor
Keys in hand, headed out that door
I look to you but you don't look back
There's a slow train coming and a clickety-clackyou've got the sweetest little hands on this side of the Rio Grande
And if you love me you've got to love me right
So take your sticky little fingers and hold me tight
Songwriters
Matthew P Burr;Scott Tournet;Grace PotterPublished by
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