Ch.45 Slow Hands

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Oh my God OK so why are high schooler's so sensitive. Ok so I called Mark's girlfriend a bitch as you know and as you know Courtney told him and yeah whatever so that just started a bunch of bull crap that I don't need at the moment so yeah whatever. But guess what a friend of theirs named David agrees with me that she's a bitch and is hanging out with me and actually being nice to me, not that he is mean to me but he's not exactly friendly. But yeah whatever it is fine as long as he is not being a jerk and starting crap we are fine. So anyway we are outside right now and we are writing. We are also planning our spring break meet up to meet and write more so this is fun I just have to be at 70% and I will be good. Ok so talk to you later. Bye.

NIALL HORAN LYRICS

"Slow Hands"

"We should take this back to my place
That's what she said right to my face
'Cause I want you bad, yeah, I want you, baby
I've been thinking 'bout it all day
And I hope you feel the same way, yeah
'Cause I want you bad, yeah, I want you, baby

Slow, slow hands
Like sweat dripping down that dirty laundry
No, no chance
That I'm leaving here without you on me
I, I know, yeah, I already know that there ain't no stopping
Your plans and those slow hands
Slow hands

I just wanna take my time
We could do this, baby, all night, yeah
'Cause I want you bad
Yeah, I want you, baby

Slow, slow hands
Like sweat dripping down that dirty laundry
No, no chance
That I'm leaving here without you on me
I, I know, yeah, I already know that there ain't no stopping
Your plans and those slow hands

Fingertips putting on a show
Got me now and I can't say "No"
Wanna be with you all alone
Take me home, take me home
Fingertips putting on a show
Can't you tell that I want you, baby, yeah

Slow hands
Like sweat dripping down that dirty laundry
No, no chance
That I'm leaving here without you on me
I, I know, yeah, I already know that there ain't no stopping

Slow hands
Like sweat dripping down that dirty laundry
No, no chance
That I'm leaving here without you on me
I, I know, yeah, I already know that there ain't no stopping
Your plans and those slow hands

Slow hands
Slow hands"

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