She showed up at my house at half past nine
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In a low-cut dress with a bottle of wine
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She said this will be a night you won't forget
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She poured us some drinks to get us into the mood
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I reached for the lights, she reached for my tunes
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She pulled out that Red Headed Stranger, I stood up and said
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Don't touch my Willie
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I don't know you that well
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Help yourself to some Haggard or some Jones
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Hell, or anybody else
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I don't know what you heard
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I ain't that kind of guy
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Yeah so don't touch my Willie,
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We'll get a long just fine
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She said she never met a man like me in her life
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Who wouldn't share his Willie on the very first night
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I said it's nothing personal, don't take it so hard
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I don't pull out my Willie for just anyone
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There's a lot of other records that you can choose from
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So let me make myself clear before you go too far
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Don't touch my Willie
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I don't know you that well
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Help yourself to some Haggard or some Jones
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Hell, or anybody else
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I don't know what you heard
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I ain't that kind of guy
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Yeah so don't touch my Willie,
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We'll get a long just fine
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Keep your hands off my Willie,
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We'll get along just fine
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Don't Touch My Willie
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| Kevin Fowler |
