Lletres: April Smith and the Great Picture Show. Dixie Boy.

I know you've got designs on my man
I see you giving him the eye
And I don't like what I see
And I know you don't want to get into it with me

'Cause like a soldier defends his land
I stand up, I get up, I defend my man
So don't make me ask you twice
'Cause I asked you once and I asked you nice
Keep your damn hands off my

Dixie Boy
Well, he's sweet, isn't he?
But I'm sorry, ladies, he belongs to me
My Dixie Boy
Well, he's fine, but get in line
'Cause he's mine, he's mine, all mine, all mine.

Well, I know the way that you girls operate
So keep your hands to yourself and your eyes on your own plate
It's not nice to stare
Don't make me come over there

'Cause ladies, I'm a lady but please understand
When it comes to my boy, I will fight like a man
I will seek, and I will destroy
For the apple of my eye, my pride and joy

My Dixie Boy
Well, he's sweet, isn't he?
But I'm sorry, ladies, he belongs to me
My Dixie Boy
Well, he's fine, but get in line
'Cause he's mine, he's mine, all mine, all mine

I'm a lover not a fighter and I don't want to have to get rough
I'm just warning you ahead of time
I can be a bitch when it comes to my stuff
So keep your damn hands off my

Dixie Boy
Well, he's sweet, isn't he?
But I'm sorry, ladies, he belongs to me
My Dixie Boy
Well, he's fine, but get in line
Tell you one more time, the boy is mine
He's mine, he's mine, all mine, all mine