Good Arms vs Bad Arms

They are built to hold and fit

I�m armed with the past and the will, and a brick
And leave the rest at arm's length
Leave the rest at arm's length
You don't need these now that
And leave the rest at arm's length

And leave the rest at arm's length
Just roll over, boy, and don't make me do this
And leave the rest at arm's length
And leave the rest at arm's length
Don't touch them

I'm not ready to see you this happy
Steer clear of the grasp, girl, run, run away

And leave the rest at arm's length
Keep your naked flesh under your favorite dress
And leave the rest at arm's length
I might not want you back but I want to kill him
Don't brush with him, he might have diseases
I�m armed to the teeth and I�m heavy set
And the difference is astounding
When they reach out, don't touch them

And leave the rest at arm's length

And leave the rest at arm's length
Keep your naked flesh under your favorite dress
So I'll stick to my guns but from now on, it's war
Look how far they go around
I should expect, except
I decided this decision some six months ago
When they reach out, don't touch them
Don't touch them
You've found another pair