Don't Touch Me Tomato - Phyllis Dillon

Please mister, don’t you touch me tomato

No, don’t touch me tomato

Touch me on me pumpkin, potato

For goodness' sake, don’t touch me tomato

Touch me this, touch me that

Touch me everything I got

Touch me plum, me apples too

But here’s one thing you just can’t do

All you do is feel up, feel up

Ain’t you tired of feel up, feel up

All you do is squeeze up, squeeze up

Ain’t you tired of squeeze up, squeeze up

Mister, take advice from me

The more you look is the less you’ll see

But if you just must have your way

Double the price you’ll have to pay

Oh, you’re hard like a coconut

But nuts, oh nuts, are nothing but

Before the chapters,?

and hot

Make up your mind, man, what is what

'Cause all you do is feel up, feel up

Ain’t you tired of feel up, feel up

All you do is squeeze up, squeeze up

Ain’t you tired of squeeze up, squeeze up.