1, 2, 3, 4... 1, 2, 3, 4... With fingers and our fingers That's why I fell in love with you I drove my motorcycle to that small cafe That's when I heard our favorite number start to play Even I'm not singing in a song that's ringing Please don't walk away Ain't no fingers, ain't no fingers Are waiting for the things you do Now with fingers and our fingers That's why I fell in love with you If I could take a shot with that old rockin' band You'd notice me with that red guitar in my hand With loaded in my jeans, my baby We'd have all these things we planned Ain't no fingers, ain't no fingers Are waiting for the things you do Now with fingers, ain't no fingers That's why I fell in love with you Oh, angel, angel fingers How I sing for the things you do Now with fingers, angel fingers That's why I fell in love with you Angel, angel, angel You, you, you, angel, angel You, you, you, angel, angel