Keep Your Hands Off My Girl

Singer: Good Charlotte
Album: Good Morning Revival

Let the record play
Let the record play
Let the record play

The way that you dance, the way that you move
The way that you stare at me across the room
You carry Dior bags, and you got your Chanel
You wear Louis Vuitton, HG, and YSL
Now I've got Bathing Ape, I got DCMA
I got brass knuckles hanging from my neck in my chain
I got a Model 26, but she stays in her place
I got a Kershaw, neatly tucked inside of my waist

And the record keeps playing the same old song
The hipsters been mugging on me all night long
They said, "Ahha, ahha,
Keep your hands off my girl, keep your hands off my girl,"
They said, "Ahha, ahha,"
But the record keeps playing the same old song
They said, "Ahha, ahha,"
Keep your hands off my girl, keep your hands off my girl,"

Now she's sweating my friends, and my hurricane shoes
She likes the records I spin, my Adam Barton tattoo
But she can't say, "what's up?" so what does she do?
She just stays posted up the other side of the room
I got AMC tattooed on my hand
I got a black wall street on a black bandanna

And the record keeps playing the same old song
The hipsters been mugging on me all night long
They said, "Ahha, ahha,
Keep your hands off my girl, keep your hands off my girl,"
They said, "Ahha, ahha,"
But the record keeps playing the same old song
They said, "Ahha, ahha,"
Keep your hands off my girl, keep your hands off my girl,"

She, she, she don't wanna talk about it
He, he, he wants to fight about
Me, me, I don't wanna fight about it
I just wanna be about it
I'm just trying to stay up out it
Step out the wagon, you know the boy starts to hate
The girl that came with him
That's like, "That's not the boy she dates,"
They get the fighting and swearing
And now the boyfriend is staring the disco ball on the ceiling
Looks like the chain that I'm wearing
But the music keeps blaring
I got brass knuckles hanging from my neck in my chain
I got brass knuckles hanging from my neck in my chain

And the record keeps playing the same old song
The hipsters been mugging on me all night long
They said, "Ahha, ahha,
Keep your hands off my girl, keep your hands off my girl,"
And the record keeps playing the same old song
The hipsters been mugging on me all night long
They said, "Ahha, ahha,
Keep your hands off my girl, keep your hands off my girl,"

You carry Dior bags, and you got your Chanel
You wear Louis Vuitton, HG, and YSL
Now I've got Bathing Ape, I got DCMA
I got brass knuckles hanging from my neck in my chain
I got brass knuckles hanging from my neck in my chain