Let My Hands Do the Talking Songtext
von Daniel Levi

It took me a while to find you.
Hiding in the most obvious places.
Girlfriends all despise you.
Looking at you with envious faces.
You're never gonna really know what words to choose.
You say you're getting so old, but you look brand new.
Yeah. Yeah, ooh-oh.
Let my hands do the talking, babe.
Let my hands do the talking, babe.
Let my hands do the talking, babe.
They've got so much to say.
(Lot's of 'Oh's)
You're all wrapped up in a cocoon.
(You're wrapped up in a cocoon.)
Laughing at me for leaving them traces.
Your girlfriend came up and too soon.
Oh-ooh.
Now there's no time for tying them laces. And yeah, you're never gonna really know what words to use.
You say they're coming out wrong, but instead I choose you, you.
Let my hands do the talking, babe.
Let my hands do the talking, babe.
Let my hands do the talking, babe.
They've got so much to say.
(More 'Oh's of different pitches and lengths.)
-Help me out, help out.-
-Move around, move around.-
-Make a sound, make a sound.-
Let my hands do the talking, babe.
Let my hands do the talking, babe.
Let my hands do the talking, babe.
(More 'Oh's accompanied by following lyrics.)
-Help me out, help me out-
-Move around, move around-
-Make a sound, make a sound-