Keep Your Hands to Yourself Lyrics

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.

Instrumental Break.

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.

Instrumental Break.
(Hey, hey.)