Two up, two up
Two up, two up
Sticky, sticky fingers
Two up, two up
Sticky, sticky fingers
Pick it up,
put it down Stand it up,
turn it around
Do everything you're told to
She treats you like a naughty boy
And she slaps your hand and says Use your fork,
not a spoon
Eat the greens till you're full Would you prefer lasagna?
Eat and jump on by
candlelight You don't turn me on at all
Ba-ba-ba-baby at all
People like you,
like you,
like you Know I never met a person like you
You,
you say you grew tired doing what you're told
Things would change when you grew old But still the same
Ooh,
you don't take the blame It's funny you know
He's going nowhere,
he's slow He's got sticky fingers
He finds it hard to keep them out of the
till He says I only do it to pay those bills
He pays it out Ooh,
Swiss bank account
Put a wall,
don't move out Face the wall,
don't turn around
You were caught red-handed
You're the guilty party, you know it too
Got your standing cord and you lie Why all your life you've been down
You're still running around You've got sticky fingers
You haven't tried to change your ways at
all And you still think you're so cool
What makes you think you're so cool?
You're still running around You've got sticky fingers
You haven't tried to change your ways at
all And you still think you're so cool
Pick it up, pick it up Put it down, put it down
Sticky fingers You're the guilty party,
you know it too
Got your standing cord and you lie Ba-ba-ba-baby you lie
Ooh,
you got sticky fingers You haven't tried to change your ways at all
And you still think you're so cool