歌词
Yesterday I went shopping, buddy, down to the mall
Looking for something pretty I could hang on my wall
I knocked over a lamp, before it hit the floor I caught it
A salesman turned around, said, "Boy, you break that thing you bought it"
You can look but you better not touch, boy
You can look but you better not touch
Mess around and you'll end up in dutch, boy
You can look but you better not, no you better not, no you better not touch
Well I came home from work and I switched on Channel 5
There was a pretty little girly looking straight into my eyes
Well I watched as she wiggled back and forth across the screen
She didn't get me excited, she just made me feel mean
You can look but you better not touch, boy
You can look but you better not touch
Mess around and you'll end up in dutch, boy
You can look but you better not, no you better not, no you better not touch
Come on, whoa!
Hey!
Hey-yeah-yeah!
Well I called up Dirty Annie on the telephone
I took her out to the drive-in just to get her alone
I found a lover's rendezvous, the music low, set to park
I heard a tapping on the window and a voice in the dark
You can look but you better not touch, boy
You can look, better not touch
Mess around and you'll end up in dutch, boy
You can look but you better not, no you better not, no you better not touch
You can look but you better not touch, boy
You can look, better not touch
Mess around and you'll end up in dutch, boy
You can look but you better not, no you better not, no you better not
No you better not, no you better not, I said you better not, so you better not
Whoa!
Yeah yeah
Come on, woah!