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She showed up at my house at half past nine

In a low-cut dress with a bottle of wine

She said this will be a night you won't forget

She poured us some drinks to get us into the mood

I reached for the lights, she reached for my tunes

She pulled out that Red Headed Stranger, I stood up and said

Don't touch my Willie

I don't know you that well

Help yourself to some Haggard or some Jones

Hell, or anybody else

I don't know what you heard

I ain't that kind of guy

Yeah so don't touch my Willie,

We'll get a long just fine

She said she never met a man like me in her life

Who wouldn't share his Willie on the very first night

I said it's nothing personal, don't take it so hard

I don't pull out my Willie for just anyone

There's a lot of other records that you can choose from

So let me make myself clear before you go too far

Don't touch my Willie

I don't know you that well

Help yourself to some Haggard or some Jones

Hell, or anybody else

I don't know what you heard

I ain't that kind of guy

Yeah so don't touch my Willie,

We'll get a long just fine

Keep your hands off my Willie,

We'll get along just fine