Keep Your Hands to Yourself by the Georgia Satellites

I got a little change in my pocket going jing-a-ling-a-ling

Most call you on the telephone, baby, I give you a ring

But each time we talk, I get the same old thing

Always, "No huggee, no kissee until I get a wedding ring"

My honey, my baby, don't put my love upon no shelf

She said, "Don't hand me no lines and keep your hands to yourself"

Ooh, baby, baby, baby, why you wan' treat me this way?

You know I'm still your loverboy, I still feel the same way

That's when she told me a story 'bout free milk and a cow

And said, "No huggee, no kissee until I get a wedding vow"

My honey, my baby, don't put my love upon no shelf

She said, "Don't hand me no lines and keep your hands to yourself"

Go, man, go

Over here

You see, I wanted her real bad and I was about to give in

Oh, that's when she started talking about true love, started talking about sin

I said, "Honey, I'll live with you for the rest of my life"

She said, "No huggee, no kissee until you make me a wife"

My honey, my baby, don't put my love upon no shelf

She said, "Don't hand me no lines and keep your hands to yourself"