I hear this song at work a LOT! This song cracks me the fuck up, you have to listen to the lyrics, they're great if not wonderfully inventive:
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"What’s happenin baby
let ya lil whoa plies tell u wuts goin on wit a man
my hands been gettin me in a lot of trouble so...
Please excuse my hands
they just wanna touch
they just wanna feel
they don’t mean no harm
baby just excuse my hands (whoa whoa)
Baby please excuse my hands
I apologize they have a one track mind
to squeeze on your behind
baby just excuse my hands (whoa whoa)
please excuse my hands
wit my hands I can make u do a lot of thangs
have u engagin in some activities u can’t explain
leave my fingerprints on every inch yo damn frame
wit dis one finger I could make u get off the chain
get to lickin n my hands they get they own brain
they wanna touch ya they wanna rub ya they wanna feel yo frame
run my hands through yo hair n go against yo grain
let me massage ya baby and help ease yo pain
you wanna get comfortable take your shorts off i can help you change
wanna take my hands off but i cant they jus gon call yo name
if i can’t squeeze ya and i cant hold ya it don’t feel the same
it aint my fault baby my hands is the one to blame
Please excuse my hands
they just wanna touch
they just wanna feel
they don’t mean no harm
baby just excuse my hands (whoa whoa)
Baby please excuse my hands
I apologize they have a one track mind
to squeeze on your behind
baby just excuse my hands (whoa whoa)
please excuse my hands
imma do ya like this and do ya like that
I promise u gon like the way i touch on you
so jump up in this benz and let the seat back
I promise u gon like da way I feel on you
I’m gonna do ya til yo body say "ohhh"
imma do it til yo mouth breathes "no more"
I said excuse my hands she said "boy stop playin come make love to yo number one fan" hello!
before I kiss ya or make love to ya I wanna touch
can you please face the wall u bout to get strip searched
my hands talkin to me they want now what’s under yo skirt
let me be the one who do the honors n help u wit yo shirt
my hands don’t like to be unemployed they like to work
I been told my hands are lil Manish they like to flirt
God knows woman the sexy thing u put on this earth
my hand cravin yo lil sweet body its gettin worse
I wanna thank you and your body fo helpin me write this verse
my hands will neva leave yo body baby they so loyal
do me a favor look on the dresser and grab that baby oil
aint got to be the one that do it my hands gon spoil ya
Please excuse my hands
they just wanna touch
they just wanna feel
they don’t mean no harm
baby just excuse my hands (whoa whoa)
Baby please excuse my hands
I apologize they have a one track mind
to squeeze on your behind
baby just excuse my hands (whoa whoa)
please excuse my hands"