| Had to leave in a hurry, couldn’t wait to get away
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| It’s not a case of being sorry, it’s the price I have to pay
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| And confidentially I think it’s sad but there’s nothing I can do If the road leads to the highway, well I’m hot and I’ve got to move
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| Ah-ha I’ve got to move
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| Got to change my arrangements, had the word I’m on my way
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| I couldn’t stand it much longer, got the move, I’m on my way
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| I didn’t mean to let you down but there’s nothing I can do If the road leads to the highway, well I’m hot and I’ve got to move
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| I’m hot and I’ve got to move
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| Talk of strain in relations, of the days of being confused
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| You told me never to worry, I’ll never ask you to choose
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| Categorically I have to say it’s as much as I can do To sit around here waiting, when I’m hot and I’ve got to move
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| Oh, sometimes it’s lonely oh but it’s the only
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| Way I know and the road is leading me on Ooh baby, I’ve got to move, yes
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| Oh, now baby baby, I’ve got to leave
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| And when I think back I smile and know that
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| Win or lose it’s the road that’s calling me on Ooh, baby baby I’ve got to move, yes
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| Ooh, baby baby I’ve got to move, yeah
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| There’s a man in a suitcase standing in a darkened room
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| Message light is burning, and the blinds are always drawn
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| It’s been a while since the last time, never should come back to soon
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| Behind, the door is slamming, when he’s hot he’s got to move
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| When he’s hot he’s got to move
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| Yes, he’s got to move
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| Yes, I’ve got to leave, yeah
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| Sometime, I’ve got to leave, yeah
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| That’s right, yes, that’s right, yes that’s right
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| Ooh, yes, you know it’s right, you know it’s right,
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| You know it’s right, you know it’s right |