Get Your Hands Off My Woman (Live at Wembley, 2004)

One thing you must always remember to do
Is get your fucking hands off my woman motherfucker rah

Yeah, you're drunk and surly
In Latino lover mode
We all know what's on your agenda
Yea we've broken the code

I've got no right to lay claim to her frame
She's not my possession
You cunt

Get your hands off my woman motherfucker
Get your hands off my woman motherfucker

Octoped, you've got six hands too many
And you can't keep them to yourself
You're too fat and too old to marry
So they left you on the shelf

I've got no right to lay claim to her frame
But you soiled my obsession
You cunt

Get your hands off my woman motherfucker
Get your hands off my woman motherfucker
Ow!
Show your hands where I can see them
Ow!

Get your hands off my woman motherfucker
Get your hands off my woman motherfucker
Ow!
Get your hands off my woman motherfucker
Get your hands off my woman!



Credits
Writer(s): Edwin James Graham, Daniel Francis Hawkins, Francis Gilles Poullain-patterson, Justin David Hawkins
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