Well, I caught you chasing
My man last night
I'm warning you once
I ain't warning you twice
You better stay off
Of my private property
You can do your hunting
Outside my fence
And don't tresspass
If you got any sense
Or it'll be open season
On you
I've got a license
And it says he's mine
Cause I caught him first
Keep your hands to yourself
And leave him alone
Or look out for the worst
If you don't ease up
On your mating call
I'll nail your hide
To the open wall
For it'll be open season
On you
You go hunting
In your mini-skirt
You sit in a bar
And you drink and flirt
With everything in pants
That comes in view
My man might fall
For your little trap
So don't try to crawl up
In his lap
Or it'll be open season
On you
I've got a license
And it says he's mine
Cause I caught him first
Keep your hands to yourself
And leave him alone
Or look out for the worst
If you don't ease up
On your mating call
I'll nail your hide
To the open wall
For it'll be open season
On you
Yeah, it'll be open season
On you