Take Your Hand out of My Pocket (live at the Santa Monica Civic, Santa Monica, CA – May 1973)

Take your hands outta my pocket, baby
Baby I ain't got nothin' let to loan to you
Take your hands outta my pocket
I ain't got nothin' left to loan to you
If you don't take your hand away
I'm gonna call the police on you

I got, I got hip to your record
The first minute I got to town
I got hip to your record
Woman the first day I got to town

If you don't take your fingers off my wallet
I'm gonna have to have him bring you down, whoa yeah

I don't mean anyone no harm
I just want what belong to me
Take your hand out of my pocket
I lost the trust, set me free