Get Your Hands off My Woman - The Darkness

You are drunk and you are surly

In Latino lover mode

We all know what’s on your agenda

Yeah, we’ve broken the code

Oh, I’ve got no right to lay claim to her frame

She’s not my possession

You cunt

Yeah!

Get your hands off of my woman, motherfucker

Get your hands off of my woman, motherfucker

Yeah!

Octoped, you’ve got six hands too many

And you can’t keep them to yourself

You’re too fat and too old to marry

So they left you on the shelf

Oh, I’ve got the right to lay claim to her frame

But you soiled my obsession

You cunt

Yeah!

Get your hands off of my woman, motherfucker

Get your hands off of my woman, motherfucker

Yeah!

Get your hands off of my woman, motherfucker

Get your hands off of my woman, motherfucker

Ow!

Get your hands off of my woman, motherfucker

Get your hands off of my woman, motherfucker