I asked you if I could come along
But you said that you wanted me gone
Now that you see that the wolf's out the bush
You say that you want my gun
But baby
Please don't touch my
Red pistol hand
My red pistol hand
My red pistol hand
Please don't touch my
Red pistol hand
My red pistol hand
My red pistol hand
Don't you worry he wont eat you babe
He just wants your sweet marmalade
You better watch out or you're gonna drown
Even if you do baby
Don't touch my
Two, three, four
Please don't touch my
Red pistol hand
My red pistol hand
My red pistol hand
Please don't touch my
Red pistol hand
My red pistol hand
My red pistol hand