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Kat Von D

Kat Von D

I was going to give my opinion on the Budget. But I just can not be bothered. So I figuratively turned left, and I have had this bloody song stuck in my head all day. Resultant, maybe it will shift through some Dr. Whoishy, Star Treky, Sean of The Dead like, Worlds Endish telepathy from my head to yours.

“Keep Your Hands To Yourself” – The Georgia Satellites.

I got a little change in my pocket going ching-a-ling-a-ling
Wanna call you on the telephone, baby, 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”

Click Kat.

Hamish

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