Album: Turbo (1986)

Private Property

You think you're cool and got it all,
You think you run the scene
I don't believe how you'd conceive, that you're good enough for me
You think you've got it all sewn up
But I'll cut you right down to size
The way figure you don't exist, so you better realise.
Don't you touch, don't get near
Don't take me for a fool
Make no mistake. No give and take
I'm too good for you.
So keep your hands off, Private Property
Hands off. Oh oh
Keep your hands off private property
Hands off me. Hands off. Keep your hands off me
I'm number one when I turn it on. Do you think you can relate
You'd better amazed, left in a daze. To see me operate.
You live in fantasy. I don't even care.
If you're lookin' for sympathy. It ain't there.
Hands off, keep your dirty hands off me.