When you softly put your hand on my shoulder
I was so surprised
(You you you)
What do you think you’re doing, slyly touching
This isn’t the first time
(You’re moving too fast)
As if it’s your habit
Your naughty hands come out naturally and I keep doubting (don’t be like that)
What if you’re like this to all girls?
My thoughts are getting complicated
Those naughty hands won’t work on me (don’t be mistaken)
Where do you think you’re touching, I’m still not yours
I don’t hate it but don’t rush it
Put away your naughty hands for a moment
It’s still too early, to early
I’m not an easy girl
Stop acting like a child
Your naughty hands, your cunning thoughts, I’m curious
What you really think of me
Oops, I thought it was a “green light”
I’m sorry, don’t view me as a typical guy
I guess my calculations had an error
I’m really more the conservative type than you think
Wherever my hand goes, you happen to be there
Look at my awkward stance, in case we touch
The ridges that go in and come out on your body have such a big difference
I can’t figure it out, it’s so hard mama
So I won’t throw a fastball but a curveball
I’ll take it to heart, with my name on the line
I know where our relationship stands right now
So I don’t want to make a mistake
So show me your bright smile again
It’s my fault, I’ll admit it, believe me
So let’s walk slowly
Although I probably won’t wash this hand for a few days
Those naughty hands won’t work on me (don’t be mistaken)
Where do you think you’re touching, I’m still not yours
I don’t hate it but don’t rush it
Put away your naughty hands for a moment
It’s still too early, to early
I’m not an easy girl
Stop acting like a child
Your naughty hands, your cunning thoughts, I’m curious
What you really think of me
I pretend I don’t like it
But it’s not really like that
You know this better than me
Please treat me carefully like treasure
Don’t rush, just take it slow baby
Those naughty hands won’t work on me (don’t be mistaken)
Where do you think you’re touching, I’m still not yours
I don’t hate it but don’t rush it
Put away your naughty hands for a moment
It’s still too early, to early
I’m not an easy girl
Stop acting like a child
Your naughty hands, your cunning thoughts, I’m curious
What you really think of me