Keep Your Hands to Yourself

I got a little change in my pocket goin' jangle-angle-ang
Gonna call you on the telephone, gonna give you a ring
But each time we talk, I get the same ol' thing
No huggy, no kissy till you get a weddin' ring

I said, "My honey, my baby don't keep my love up on no shelf"
She said, "Don't gimme no lines an' keep your hands to yourself"

Yeah, I said, "Now, baby, baby, baby, don't you treat me this way
I'm still your lover-boy; I still feel the same way"
That's when she told me a story 'bout free milk in a cow
She said, "No huggy, no kissy till we get a weddin' vow"

I said, "My honey, my baby don't keep my love up on no shelf"
She said, "Don't gimme no lines an' keep your hands to yourself"

Yeah, I said I wanted her real bad, an' I was about to give in
That's when she talked about true love an' she started talkin' 'bout sin
I said, "Well, honey, I'll live with you for the rest of my life"
She said, "No huggy, no kissy till you make me your wife"

I said, "But honey, my baby don't keep my love up on no shelf"
She said, "Don't gimme no lines an' keep your hands to yourself"
Don't gimme no lines an' keep your hands to yourself
Hey, hey