Seventeen Hands

Call out the soft sound The four letter word divine? Call it up, call out the soft sound And make it round everyone together Hell for leather, over good ground All caught up in love struck All caught up in love struck hands, struck hands You're all caught up in love struck Never seem to get enough And everything you wanted going get it Goes, there it goes Hold up your left one The number three finger from your thumb Put it up, put it on the left one And lay it down one upon the other is a measure of the way it stands All caught up in love struck All caught up in love struck hands, struck hands You're all caught up in monster? Money made in good luck And everything you wanted going to get it Goes, there it goes So call out you're all fired up, you're all fired up Call it out Call out you're all fired up, you're all fired up Call it out Call out your love struck All caught up in love struck hands, around Call out if you found them 'Cause you always would set it up, only to let up Hey, hey But those silver hairs On your fathers chin and on your mothers head Hey, hey And those who still left tonight Fathers belt around your bumside