Who taught you that
If you get a good thing
You better not touch it too much?
Who taught you that
You got to keep your hands clean
Or you're gonna mess it all up?

I am not a brand new bicycle
I am rough around the edge
I am not a flower petal

You can handle me, you can handle me
Put your hands on me, you can handle me

What got you thinkin'
If you love someone
It's best to just leave 'em alone?
Look how you got me
You've got me reelin'
Waiting for you to come over

And put me to a higher purpose
Bend me back and send me flyin'
I'm not gonna break, I promise

You can handle me, you can handle me
Put your hands on me, you can handle me

(Kiss me under my right ear)
(Running your fingers down the back of my spine, handle me)
(Grab a fistful of my hair)
(Trace me like an outline, handle me)
(Flip me onto my left side)
(So we can intertwine and handle me)
(Hold me like you're the tie that binds)
(Spread this out across time and handle me)