Keep Your Hands to Yourself The Georgia Satellites I got a little change in my pocket going jing-a-lingle-ling. Gonna call you on the telephone, baby, I give you a ring. But each [D]time we talk I get the same old thing. Always, no [A]huggin', no kissin', until I get a wedding ring. My [E]Honey, my Baby, don't put my [D]love upon no shelf.. She said, '[A]Don't give no lines and keep your hands to yourself.' (INTERLUDE:) A D E #2. [A]Cruel Baby, Baby, Baby, why you want to treat me this way? (guitartabs.cc)