Well I’m gonna move baby
Well on the outskirts of town
Well I’m gonna move baby — yeah
Way back down on the outskirts of town — yeah
Well I don’t need nobody else
Always hanging around
Yeah yeah baby oh oh
Well let me tell you baby
We’re gonna move away from here
Well I don’t need no ash mail
To buy, lord I’m gonna buy you a fridgedare
Ooo-oo — lord when we move
Way back down on the outskirts of town — yeah yeah
Well I don’t need nobody else
Ah — worse hanging around
Ooo-oo oh play your song — yeah
Mmmm
Love me babe — mmmm
Yeah
Well let me tell you baby
As funny as it seems
We’re gonna have a dozen children
They’re all, all gonna look like me — mmm
Lord when we move, yeah, way back down
Way back down on the outskirts of town — ooo
Well I don’t need nobody — yeah
Always hanging around
Yeah yeah no
Aaaa yeah
Y’all