Keep Your Hands to Yourself

I got a little change in my pocket
Going "jing-a-ling-a-ling"
Want to 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 gonna 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"
You see, I wanted her real bad
And I was about to give in
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"