| I’m gonna move, way out on the outskirts of town
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| I’m gonna move, way out on the outskirts of town
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| Now that’s why I don’t want nobody
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| Ooh Lord, baby always hangin' around
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| I’m gonna tell you baby, we gonna move away from here
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| I don’t want no ice man, I’m gon' buy me a Frigidaire
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| When I move, way out on the outskirts of town
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| Now that’s why I don’t want nobody
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| Ooh Lord, baby always hangin' around
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| I’m gon' bring my own groceries, bring them every day
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| That’s gonna stop that grocery boy, I mean it keep him away
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| When I move, way out on the outskirts of town
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| Now that’s why I don’t want nobody
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| Ooh Lord, baby always hangin' around
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| It may seem funny, funny as it can be
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| But if my wife havin' a baby, I want 'em all to look just like me
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| When I move, way out on the outskirts of town
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| Now that’s why I don’t want nobody
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| Ooh Lord, baby always hangin' around |