Steal My What??

Ok, so I'm tired. And hungry. And I'm driving home. And I'm tired. And hungry. So I'm REALLY grumpy. Then this song comes on the radio. It's a good song, I like it. But the words were hacking me off. Because I was tired. And hungry. And grumpy.

Steal my kisses? I beg your pardon? Let me tell you something Mr. Man. If you think you need to be stealing anything, you don't have any business messing with it. Those are not your kisses to steal.