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 along just fine"
You better keep your hands off my Willie, mamaShe 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 hardI 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 farDon't touch my Willie
I don't know you that well
Help yourself to some Haggard or some Jones
Hell or anybody elseI don't know what you heard
I ain't that kind of guy
Yeah, so don't touch my Willie
We'll get along just fineYeah, so don't touch my Willie
I don't know you that well
Help yourself to some Haggard or some Jones
Hell or anybody elseI don't know what you heard
I ain't that kind of guy
Yeah, so don't touch my Willie
We'll get along just fineKeep your hands off my Willie
We'll get along just fine