Hands Up For Lovers

Get your hands up hands up

Get your hands up hands up

If you say a word enough

It starts to sound ridicolous

Sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex sex

What is all the fuss about

There should be more in your heads by now

Than what goes on at night in peoples' beds

Hands up for lovers

Feeling good beneath the covers

Mum and Dad sister brothers

Free the word

Hands up for lovers

Feeling good beneath the covers

From the tip of your tongue

You free the word

Underwear is overkill

The naked truth surely will

Remain the only natural state of dress

You're raised on money and you Mother's milk

Walk on velvet sleep on silk

Still in hope one day a prince will press

His lips on you

Hands up for lovers

Feeling good beneath the covers

Mum and Dad sister brothers

Free the word

Hands up for lovers

Feeling good beneath the covers

From the tip of your tongue

You free the word

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Guns and knives and lethal blows

It all goes on TV shows

Watched by all the family and their dog

Take one kiss or a fond embrace

They're up in arms and all red-faced

Disgusted and demanding it must stop

Stop for what?

Hands up for lovers

Feeling good beneath the covers

Mum and Dad sister brothers

Free the word

Hands up for lovers

Feeling good beneath the covers

From the tip of your tongue

You free the word

Hands up for lovers

Feeling good beneath the covers

Mum and Dad sister brothers

Free the word

Hands up for lovers

Feeling good beneath the covers

From the tip of your tongue

You free the word

Hands up for lovers

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