Jackson, you were born on East StreetGolden slippers on your feetAin't you lucky, JacksonYou can rob a bank with that smileThe heart thieving is your styleI'm begging, buddyOh, JacksonKeep your money, keep your mansionKeep your tall, blonde, handsome away from mineOh, JacksonTake my daddy's old guitarMy best friend, my best friendMy best bird, dog, and favorite barMy whole worldJust don't take my girlJacksonYeah, I seen you hanging aroundOn my porch outside the townI know what you're doingOh, JacksonShe means everything to meSo save your flowers and your fancy drinksAnd just keep them awayJust don't take my girlJackson, keep your money, keep your mansionKeep your tall, blonde, handsome away from mineOh, JacksonTake my daddy's old guitarMy best bird, dog, and favorite barMy whole worldJust don't take my girlYeah, I got this big iron in the glove boxAnd it's waiting just for youCause if it's losing her or doing timeI know which one I'd chooseOh, JacksonKeep your money, keep your mansionKeep your tall, blonde, and some away from homeOh, JacksonTake my daddy's old guitarMy best bird dog, my favorite barMy whole worldJust don't take my girlJust don't take my girl