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
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