take your hands out of my pocket

Van Morrison

Take your hands outta my pocket, baby
I ain t got nothin let to loan to you
Take your hands outta my pocket
I ain t got nothin left to loan to you
If you don t take your hand out
I m gonna call the police on you

I got hip to your record
The first thirty-five seconds I got in town
I got hip, hip to your record
The first thirty-five seconds that I got in town
If you don t take your fingers off my wallet
I believe the Man is gonna take you down
Whoa, yeah
Play the blues, n blow

[Instrumental & sax solo]

(Jack Schroer on the saxaphone)

I don t mean anybody no harm
I just want what belong to me
I don t mean no one no harm, no-no
I just want, just want what belong to me

So, ya take your hand outta my pocket, hu!
I ll ask the judge to set you free
Oh yeah