Take Your Hand Out Of My Pocket - Sonny Boy Williamson

Take your hand out of my pocket, I ain’t got nothing belong to you

Take your hand out of my pocket, I ain’t got nothing belong to you

Little girl, if you don’t stop ravishing me

I will have to put the police on you

I heard about your reputation, no sooner I dropped in your town

I heard about your reputation, the minute I dropped in your town

You know I caught your hand in my pocket, above the elbow

And the police got to take you down