dixie boy in the style of 1960s (lyrics by april smith)

I know you've got desires on my man See you givin' him the eye And I don't like what I see And I know you don't wanna get into it with me 'Cause like a soldier defends his land Well I stand up, I get up, I defend my man So don't make me ask you twice 'Cause I asked you once and I asked you nice Keep your damn hands off my [chorus] Dixie Boy, oh-oh-oh-oh Well, he's sweet, isn't he? But I'm sorry, ladies, he belongs to me My Dixie Boy, oh-oh-oh-oh Well he's fine but get in line 'Cause he's mine He's mine, all mine, all mine Well, I know the way that you girls operate So keep your hands to yourself And your eyes on your own plate It's not nice to stare Don't make me come over there 'Cause ladies I'm a lady, but please understand When it comes to my boy, I will fight like a man I will seek and I will destroy For the apple of my eye, my pride, and joy My Dixie Boy, oh-oh-oh-oh Well he's sweet, yes, indeed But I'm sorry, ladies, he belongs to me My Dixie Boy, oh-oh-oh-oh Well he's fine but get in line 'Cause he's mine He's mine, all mine, all mine I'm a lover not a fighter And I don't wanna have to get rough Just warning you ahead of time I can be a bitch when it comes to my stuff