Hands 歌词

Peter Held His Masterpiece In All Six Of His Hands Reactions There Were Natural But Never Quite As Grand And Hands Held The Breakfast Food Hands Held It Tight Hands Made It Understood Hands Throughout The Night Sara Was A Working Girl She Traveled Through The Land She Made A Mini-fortune And She Held It In Her Hands And Hands Are A Euphemism Hands Hold It Tight Hands Clap A Simple Rhythm Hands Throughout The Night And Hands Gary Lost His Sunday Paper Somewhere In The Sand The Only Proof Of Ownership Was Ink Left On His Hands And Hands Count The Numbers Out Hands Hold It Tight Hands Make The Natives Shout Hands Throughout The Night And I've Got A Big Gun It Weighs At Least A Ton I'm Not The Only One Who Holds It In His Hands