Hot Hands

It's getting cold, baby
I want your hot hands on me
It's getting cold, baby
I want your hot hands on me

Hot hands, I need your hot hands on me
Hot hands, I need your hot hands on me

Our love is sweet, it might be pure
But there are some days I can't endure
Too lonely, cold, honestly
Give me those hot hands that I crave

Our love is sweet, it might be pure
But there are some days I can't endure
Too lonely, cold, honestly
Give me those hot hands that I crave

Hot hands, I need your hot hands on me
Hot hands, I need your hot hands on me

Hot hands, I need your hot hands on me
Hot hands, I need your hot hands on me

Hot hands on me
I need your hot hands on me
(Hands, hands)
Hot hands on me (hands, hands)
Hot hands on me (hands, hands)
(Hands, hands)
(Hands, hands)
Hot hands on me (hands, hands)
I need your hot hands on me
(Hands, hands)

Hot hands, I need your hot hands on me
Hot hands, I need your hot hands on me

Hot hands, I need your hot hands on me
Hot hands, I need your hot hands on me

Hot hands on me
I want your hot hands on me

Hot hands on me
I want your hot hands on me



Credits
Writer(s): Terence N'guyen, Darianna Everett
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