Tuesday night, feet on the floor   Keys in hand, headed out that door   I look to you, but you don't look back   There's a slow train coming with a clickety-clack      Come on baby, give it to me   If I chase you're running up that tree   Seems there's nothing I can do   To get a little bit of love from the hands of you      You've got the sweetest little hands on this side of the Rio Grande   And if you love me you've got to love me right   So take your sticky little fingers and hold me tight      It's like touch and go without touch   It's all I ask but it's still too much   You've got to love me tender   You've got to love me tough   But what you're giving me just ain't enough      You've got the sweetest little hands an this side of the Rio Grande   And if you love me you've got to love me right   So take your sticky little fingers and hold me tight