Lyrics

I don't know you, you don't know me
I don't want you to show me
Save 'em for your baby -- put those things away

Here's a verse for the women -- at least a few
You know who you are, you know what you do
You want me to see 'em
Look at how you're dressed
I see way more than I need to see of your breasts
You're endowed with them, we all know that they're there
You seem so proud of them
I'm trying not to stare
Even if they were fine enough to display in the anatomy museum
I still wouldn't want to see 'em
Distracting me that way
Put those things away

Put those things away -- I don't know you, you don't know me
Put those things away -- I don't want you to show me
Put those things away -- save 'em for your baby
Put those things away

Here's a verse for the guys -- at least a few
But his applies to the women, too . . .
Walking right behind, I see you from the back
I've got to look up over your head
'Cause Mama said don't do crack
It might seem contrary, but I don't want a peek
At your rosy scenario, or your rosy cheeks
'Cause even if they were fine enough to display in the anatomy museum
I still wouldn't want to see 'em
I just gotta say -- put those things away

Put those things away -- I don't know you, you don't know me
Put those things away -- I don't want you to show me
Put those things away -- save 'em for your baby
Put those things away

We all know that you've got 'em
But most of us don't really want to see 'em
And the ones that do ought to make you want to run away
Save 'em for bed, save 'em for your baby
Save 'em for maybe the middle of a moonlit night
Save 'em for the doctor or the EMT -- don't show 'em to me
Spare me the sight

Put those things away -- I don't know you, you don't know me
Put those things away -- I don't want you to show me
Put those things away -- save 'em for your baby -- put those things away
Put those things away
Put those things away
Put those things away