Intro:
Gm
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la

Verse 1:
Gm
Why am I always hit on by the boys I never like

I can always see ‘em coming, from the left and from the right
        Cm
I don’t want to be a priss, I just try to be polite
       D
But it always seems to bite me in the-

Gm
Ask me for my number, yeah, you put me on the spot

You think that we should Hook-up, but I think that we should not
        Cm
You had me at hello, then you opened up your mouth
    A7             D7
And that is when it started going south

Oh!

Chorus:
Gm                      Bb                                Eb
  Get your hands off my hips, ‘fore I’ll punch you in the lips
                         D
Stop your staring at my— Hey!
                    Gm
Take a hint, take a hint
                      Bb                            Eb
No you can’t buy me a drink, let me tell you what I think
                        D
I think you could use a mint
                    Gm
Take a hint, take a hint
                     La, La, La…
                    Gm
Take a hint, take a hint
                     La, La, La…

Verse 2:
  Gm
I guess you still don’t get it, so let’s take it from the top

You asked me what my sign was, and I told you it was STOP
    Cm
And if I only had a dime for every name that you just dropped
A7               D7
You’d be here and I’d be on a yacht

Oh!

Chorus:
Gm                      Bb                                Eb
  Get your hands off my hips, ‘fore I’ll punch you in the lips
                         D
Stop your staring at my— Hey!
                    Gm
Take a hint, take a hint
                      Bb                            Eb
No you can’t buy me a drink, let me tell you what I think
                        D
I think you could use a mint
                    Gm
Take a hint, take a hint
                     La, La, La…
                    Gm
Take a hint, take a hint
                     La, La, La…

Bridge:
Eb                            Gm
  What about “no” don’t you get
                           Eb              Gm
So go and tell your friends I’m not really interested
Cm                                  Gm
  It’s about time that you’re leavin’ I’m gonna count to three and
Cm                 D
  Open my eyes and you’ll be gone

Chorus 2:
Gm
One. Get your hands off my—
Bb
Two. Or I’ll punch you in the—
Eb                              D  -nc-
Three. Stop your staring at my— Hey!
                    Gm
Take a hint, take a hint
                      Bb
I am not your missing link
                       Eb
Let me tell you what I think
                        D
I think you could use a mint
                    Gm   Bb
Take a hint, take a hint
                    Eb   D
Take a hint, take a hint

Woah!

Chorus:
Gm                      Bb                                Eb
  Get your hands off my hips, ‘fore I’ll punch you in the lips
                         D
Stop your staring at my— Hey!
                    Gm
Take a hint, take a hint
                     La, La, La…
                    Gm
Take a hint, take a hint
                     La, La, La…