Good Charlotte Good Morning Revival Lyrics

Good Morning Revival Lyrics

Good Charlotte Keep Your Hands Off My Girl Lyrics





Let the
record play,

Let the record play,

Let the record play.



The way that you dance,

The way that you move,

The way that you
stare at me across the room,

You carry Dior bags,

And you got your
Chanel,

You wear Louis Vuitton, HG and YSL,

Now I got Bathing
Ape,

I got DC and MADE,

I got brass knuckles hanging,

From my
neck in my chain,

I got a model 26,

But she stays in her place,

I got a Kershaw nina,

Tucked inside in my waist.





And the record keeps playing,

The same old song,

The hipsters
been muggin' on me all night long,

They say "Aha, ahha",

Keep your
hands off my girl,

Keep your hands off my girl,

They say "Aha,
ahha",

But the record keeps playing,

The same old song,

They
say "Aha, ahha",

Keep your hands off my girl,

Keep your hands off
my girl.



Now she sweating my friends,

And my hurricane
shoes,

She likes the records I spin,

My Adam Barton tattoos,

But she can't say "what's up",

So what does she do,

She just
stays posted up,

The other side of the room,

I got AMC tattooed on
my hand,

I got black wall street on a black bandana.





And the record keeps playing,

The same old song,

The hipsters
been muggin' on me all night long,

They say "Aha, ahha",

Keep your
hands off my girl,

Keep Your Hands Off My Girl







Keep your hands off my girl,

They say "Aha, ahha",

But the record
keeps playing,

The same old song,

They say "Aha, ahha",

Keep
your hands off my girl,

Keep your hands off my girl.



She,
she, she don't wanna talk about it,

He, he, he wants to fight about,

Me, me, I don't wanna fight about it,

I just wanna be up out it,

I'm just trying to stay off out it,

Step out the wagon,

You know
the boy starts to hate,

The girl that came with him,

They like
that's not the boy she dates,

they keep on fighting and swearing,

And now the boyfriend is staring,

The disco ball on the ceiling,

Looks like the chain that I'm wearing,

But the music keeps playing



I got brass knuckles hanging,

from my neck in my chain,

I
got brass knuckles hanging,

from my neck in my chain.



And
the record keeps playing,

The same old song,

The hipsters been
muggin' on me all night long,

They say "Aha, ahha",

Keep your hands
off my girl,

Keep your hands off my girl,

And the record keeps
playing,

The same old song,

The hipsters mean muggin' on me all
night long,

They say "Aha, ahha",

Keep your hands off my girl,

Keep your hands off my girl.



You carry Dior bags,

And you
got your Chanel,

You wear Louis Vuitton, HG, and YSL,

Now I got
Bathing Ape,

I got DC and MADE,

I got brass knuckles hanging,

From my neck in my chain,

I got brass knuckles hanging,

From my
neck in my chain.