You think you're looking good You think everyone wants you But baby, don't be sure
That you'll get me too You've had too much of those Who are looking for adventures for one night And if you don't stop to whore Get out of my sight
You, take off your hands I tell you for the last time Take off your hands I tell you, there's no use You'll surely have to lose If you go on vexing me Take off your hands
You think I'm one of those Taking everything coming in their way You better don't come close You wouldn't like the things I say I can imagine, you don't believe That I'm not hot on you But you have to conceive That I don't want you