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  • I think I'm gonna have to move, people
    I gotta move out of my neighborhood
    Hey, I said I'm gonna have to move
    I gotta get out of my neighborhood
    Because you see
    The women they tell lies on me
    And the men they just don't mean me
    No doggone good
    Every time my telephone rings
    Some lady trying to play
    Some old funny game on me
    Every time my telephone rings
    Some lady trying to play
    Some old funny game on me
    And every time my front doorbell rings
    Some angry six foot man
    With a knife in his hand
    They say I'm in love with a woman
    That works down at the Chicken Shack
    They say Deacon Jones' wife
    Gave me a brand new Cadillac
    That's why I gotta move
    I gotta get out of my neighborhood
    I tell you the people
    They tell lies on me
    Hey, they just don't mean me
    No doggone good
    My landlady came by my apartment
    She came by just to make up my bed
    But it took her all night long
    Can you imagine what the neighbors said
    That's why I gotta move
    Hey, I gotta get out
    Of my neighborhood
    I tell you the people
    They tell lies on me
    Hey, they just don't mean me
    No doggone good
    Hey, I gotta move
    Hey, I gotta move
    I gotta move
    I gotta move
    Hey, the people, the people
    Don't like me here, people
    Oh you know they just don't mean me
    No doggone good
    Nobody loves me but my mother
    Sometimes I think
    She could be jiving, too
    Hey, nobody
    Nobody loves me but my mother
    And she could be jiving, too
    Now I think you know
    Why I act funny, baby
    Oh when you do the things you do
  • I think I'm gonna have to move, people
    I gotta move out of my neighborhood
    Hey, I said I'm gonna have to move
    I gotta get out of my neighborhood
    Because you see
    The women they tell lies on me
    And the men they just don't mean me
    No doggone good
    Every time my telephone rings
    Some lady trying to play
    Some old funny game on me
    Every time my telephone rings
    Some lady trying to play
    Some old funny game on me
    And every time my front doorbell rings
    Some angry six foot man
    With a knife in his hand
    They say I'm in love with a woman
    That works down at the Chicken Shack
    They say Deacon Jones' wife
    Gave me a brand new Cadillac
    That's why I gotta move
    I gotta get out of my neighborhood
    I tell you the people
    They tell lies on me
    Hey, they just don't mean me
    No doggone good
    My landlady came by my apartment
    She came by just to make up my bed
    But it took her all night long
    Can you imagine what the neighbors said
    That's why I gotta move
    Hey, I gotta get out
    Of my neighborhood
    I tell you the people
    They tell lies on me
    Hey, they just don't mean me
    No doggone good
    Hey, I gotta move
    Hey, I gotta move
    I gotta move
    I gotta move
    Hey, the people, the people
    Don't like me here, people
    Oh you know they just don't mean me
    No doggone good
    Nobody loves me but my mother
    Sometimes I think
    She could be jiving, too
    Hey, nobody
    Nobody loves me but my mother
    And she could be jiving, too
    Now I think you know
    Why I act funny, baby
    Oh when you do the things you do