(Bob McDill)      I watch you most every night   See you in the front porch lights   You and him sittin' in a swing   Radio playin' through the screen.      Wilma Lou, Wilma Lou   Don' let that boy put his hands on you   I can see he ain't your kind   He loves your body and not your mind.      --- Instrumental ---      Every night I watch you hard   A hidin' here iin the wreckin' yard   Sittin' in a rusty truck   Lettin' mosquitoes eat me up.      Wilma Lou, Wilma Lou   Don' let that boy put his hands on you   I can see he ain't your kind   He loves your body and not your mind.      --- Instrumental ---      Oh, Wilma Lou, you're too far away   So I sneak up behind his Chevrolet   I hunker down here in the weeds   A little closer so I can see.      I hear the June bugs in the night   See you in the front porch light   I'm goin' home, I've had enough   God sake Wilma Lou get up.      Wilma Lou, Wilma Lou   Don' let that boy put his hands on you   I can see he ain't your kind   He loves your body and not your mind.      Wilma Lou, Wilma Lou   Don' let that boy put his hands on you   I can see he ain't your kind   He loves your body and not your mind...