Put Your Hands on Me

Lyrics
[Intro] (Listen, baby) (Listen, baby) You better learn, you better learn Learn, learn, learn (Listen, baby) You better learn, you better learn Learn, learn, learn (Listen, baby) [verse 1] When his ex-girlfriend tried to tell ya You told her not to mettle in yours You should've (listen, baby) And when he tells ya that he lost his temper Next thing you knew he hit her You need to (listen, baby) And you all up in his face with your finger Small voice tells you danger You better (listen baby) [Pre-Chorus] Temper flare, you scared Baby's crying, bills piling everywhere (Listen, baby) It's about to get ugly up in there You better pack your bag If you ain't tryna be his punching bag (Listen, baby) [Chorus] When drama starts to hit the fan Raise your voice but not your hand And you can say the most hurtful things you can Oh baby, you can yell, scream, blowing off steam Don't put your hands on me [Verse 2] You bring me flowers and a diamond necklace Apology unaccepted You couldn't (listen, baby) And I'm tired of giving sad excuses Explaining bumps and bruises I never (listen, baby) Breaking out on you without a warning First thing tomorrow morning You should (listen, baby) [Pre-Chorus] Temper flare, don't get scared Police sirens, dishes flying everywhere (Listen, baby) It's about to get ugly in here The fighting's gotta end Bet you never put your hands on me again [Chorus] When drama starts to hit the fan Raise your voice but not your hand And you can say the most hurtful things you can (Most nasty, filthy things that come out your mouth) Oh baby, you can yell, scream, blowing off steam Don't put your hands on me [Bridge] Put your hands on me When you wanna feel something soft Put your hands on me When some loving's about to get jumped off But don't put your hands on me When you're pissed off And your job laid off You can yell, scream, blowing off steam Don't put your hands on me You honor, your honor Please understand The victim of an abusive relationship And I really love that man without a doubt But before I knew what happened I had blacked out Got the cops knocking, neighbors watching Got me looking crazy Back of a squat car Ain't that kind of lady Oh no, not me, no That is not the way it's suppose to be [Chorus] When drama starts to hit the fan (Oh no, baby) Raise your voice but not your hand And you can say the most hurtful things you can Oh baby, you can yell, scream, blowing off steam Don't put your hands on me [Outro] Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, no (Listen, baby) No no no no no Oh oh (Listen, baby) No no no no Oh oh (Listen, baby) No no no no (Listen, baby) Oh oh oh no no no no no
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Credits
- Writers
- Steve Morales
- Norman Harris
- Keke Wyatt
- Balewa Muhammad
- Allan Felder