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Keep Your Hands Out Of My Pocket

Sonny Boy Williamson

Take your hand out of my pocket, I ain't got nothing belong to you
Take your hand out of my pocket, I ain't got nothing belong to you
Little girl, if you don't stop ravishing me
I will have to put the police on you

I heard about your reputation, no sooner I dropped in your town
I heard about your reputation, the minute I dropped in your town
You know I caught your hand in my pocket, above the elbow
And the police got to take you down


compositores: Sonny Boy Williamson
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