I'm Taken - Jam in the Van, The Sloppy Boys, Jam in the Van, The Sloppy Boys

All you ladies of the night

Stop buzzing my phone

I’m a happily married man

So just leave me alone

You’re never gonna do me

You’re never gonna screw me

You’re never gonna get a chance

To really stick it to me

I’m taken

And your shaken, shaken, shaken

I’m taken

And your aching, aching, aching

I won’t be making love

To no one but my wife

So keep your mitts off my ass

You keep your dirty filthy mitts

Off my tight little ass

So keep your mitts off my ass

You keep your dirty filthy mitts

Off my tight little ass

No, no, no

No, no, no, no, no no

No, no, hell no

No way

Last May I met a girl

Who was a chubby chaser

She chased me all the way

Off the California coast

And then I met her friend

Who was a chuckle fucker

I thanked the dear lord

She didn’t laugh at my jokes

Cause I’m taken

And your quaking, quaking, quaking

I’m taken

And your breaking, breaking, breaking

I won’t be making love

To no one but my wife

So keep your mitts off my ass

You keep your dirty filthy mitts

Off my tight little ass

So keep your mitts off my ass

You keep your dirty filthy mitts

Off my tight little ass

I hate it to break it to you hon

But you’re not getting me in bed

Unless you are the one

I’ve already wed

Apologies Christine Brinkley

I’m so sorry

Cause I’m taken

And your baking, baking, baking

I’m taken

And your forsaken, saken, saken

I won’t be making love

To no one but my wife

So keep your mitts off my ass

You keep your dirty filthy mitts

Off my tight little ass

You keep your mitts off my ass

You keep your dirty filthy mitts

Off my tight little ass

You keep your mitts off my ass

You keep your dirty filthy mitts

Off my tight little ass

You keep your mitts off my ass

You keep your dirty filthy mitts

Off my tight little ass

You keep your mitts off my ass

You keep your dirty filthy mitts

Off my tight little ass

You keep your mitts off my ass

You keep your dirty filthy mitts

Off my tight little ass