Good Charlotte - Keep Your Hands Off My Girl Lyric
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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 Louie Vitton, HG, and YSL,
Now I 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 in my waist.
[Chorus:]
And the record keeps playing,
The same old song,
The hipsters mean mugging on me all night long,
They say
Aha, aha,
Keep your hands off my girl,
Keep your hands off my girl,
They say
Aha, aha,
But the record keeps playing,
The same old song,
They say
Aha, aha,
Keep your hands off my girl.
Keep your hands off my girl.
Now she’s sweatin my friends,
And my hurricane shoes,
She likes the records I spin,
My Adam Barton tattoos,
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 black wall street on a black bandana.
And the record keeps playing,
The same old song,
The hipsters mean mugging on me all night long,
They say
Aha, aha,
Keep your hands off my girl,
Keep your hands off my girl,
They say
Aha, aha,
But the record keeps playing,
The same old song,
They say
Aha, aha,
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 about it,
Step out the wagon,
You know the boys start to hate,
The girl that came with him,
They 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 playing,
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 mean mugging on me all night long,
They say Aha, aha,
Keep your hands off my girl
Keep your hands off my girl
And the record keeps playing
The same old song,
The hipsters mean mugging on me all night long,
They say Aha, aha,
Keep your hands off my girl,
Keep your hands off my girl
You carry Dior bags,
And you got your Chanel,
You wear Louie Vitton, HG,and YSL
Now I 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
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 Louie Vitton, HG, and YSL,
Now I 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 in my waist.
[Chorus:]
And the record keeps playing,
The same old song,
The hipsters mean mugging on me all night long,
They say
Aha, aha,
Keep your hands off my girl,
Keep your hands off my girl,
They say
Aha, aha,
But the record keeps playing,
The same old song,
They say
Aha, aha,
Keep your hands off my girl.
Keep your hands off my girl.
Now she’s sweatin my friends,
And my hurricane shoes,
She likes the records I spin,
My Adam Barton tattoos,
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 black wall street on a black bandana.
And the record keeps playing,
The same old song,
The hipsters mean mugging on me all night long,
They say
Aha, aha,
Keep your hands off my girl,
Keep your hands off my girl,
They say
Aha, aha,
But the record keeps playing,
The same old song,
They say
Aha, aha,
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 about it,
Step out the wagon,
You know the boys start to hate,
The girl that came with him,
They 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 playing,
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 mean mugging on me all night long,
They say Aha, aha,
Keep your hands off my girl
Keep your hands off my girl
And the record keeps playing
The same old song,
The hipsters mean mugging on me all night long,
They say Aha, aha,
Keep your hands off my girl,
Keep your hands off my girl
You carry Dior bags,
And you got your Chanel,
You wear Louie Vitton, HG,and YSL
Now I 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
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