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 chest
Oh I can't keep my hands to myself
True 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 goes
Oh 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 liar
Oh 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 you