Pointer Sisters - Slow Hands
Slow Hands As the midnight moon, was drifting through The lazy sway of the trees, I saw the look in your eye, looking into the night Not seeing what you wanted too see Darling don't say a word, I've already heard, What your body is saying to mine, You’ve got a fast move, you got a slow groove, on your mind You want a man with a slow hand, You want a lover with an easy touch ..