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"