Keep Your Hands Out of My Pockets

Take your hand out of my pocket, I ain't got nothing belong to you

Take your hand out of my pocket, I ain't got nothing belong to you

Little girl if you don't stop ravish me, I will have to put the police on you

I heard about your reputation, no sooner I dropped in your town

I heard about your reputation, the minute I dropped in your town

You know I caught your hand in my pocket above the elbow, and the police got to take you down