Don't Mess With My Stuff
(c) May 2007 Mike Taylor (BMI)/Peaden (BMI)/Denson (BMI)
When April rolls around, you get that gleam in your eye
The weather's warmin' up, yard sales are on the rise
You been sneakin' 'round the house sizin' up my things
'Cause you want to go to Vegas-- you hear ca-ching ca-ching...
Chorus:
Don't mess with my stuff
Don't touch my treasures
They bring me so much pleasure
and I don't ask for much
You'd make a nickle and a dime from
My diamonds in the rough
Girl, I've had enough!
Don't mess with my stuff
I'm gonna guard my stack of Playboys from 1981
and hide my ole stuffed Jackalope I bagged near Yellowstone
See that rusted Lawnboy and the broken Evenrude?
Well, I get sentimental--they're like my family jewels, so...
Chorus:
Don't mess with my stuff
Don't touch my treasures
They bring me so much pleasure
and I don't ask for much
You'd make a nickle and a dime from
My diamonds in the rough
Girl, I've had enough!
Don't mess with my stuff
Bridge:
I know my barrell of bull horns needs some elbow grease
But I might sell' em all on Ebay for 100 bucks apiece
and my 57 Buick was built just like a tank
I've got most the pieces now--it's like money in the bank , so...
Chorus:
Don't mess with my stuff
Don't touch my treasures
They bring me so much pleasure
and I don't ask for much
You'd make a nickle and a dime from
My diamonds in the rough
Girl, I've had enough!
Don't mess with my stuff
