You're not my type i keep saying repeatedly in my head
Every time that you come close i swear i don't feel a thing
I guess i've been single for so long i'll just take anything i can get
I guess i'm your type and it's your lucky day i don't even know your name
We're out in this club i see you walking this way
And i can't hear a single word that you say
I don't care enough to know what's on your brain
But you take my hand and suddenly i'm like
I guess i can give you a chance
Mr. Rough Hands
I can't promise i'll be yours tomorrow though i hope that you understand
I guess you're all i got for now to keep from drowning in quicksand
I feel so safe in your grip just love me good Mr. Rough Hands
I don't know where we are going but i don't really care
Take me anywhere you want just get me out of here
Time passes way too fast but it feels like it's so slow
I want to go to sleep but you ask me to stay just a little bit longer
We're out of this club i see you looking at me
Like i'm the most beautiful thing that you've ever seen
I didn't know how bad you've had it for me
But there's really nothing else going on for me
I guess i can give you a chance
Mr. Rough Hands
I can't promise i'll be yours tomorrow though i hope that you understand
I guess you're all i got for now to keep from drowning in quicksand
I feel so safe in your grip just love me good Mr. Rough Hands