I'm gonna move, way out on the outskirts of town
I'm gonna move, way out on the outskirts of town
Now that's why I don't want nobody
Ooh Lord, baby always hangin' around

I'm gonna tell you baby, we gonna move away from here
I don't want no ice man, I'm gon' buy me a Frigidaire
When I move, way out on the outskirts of town
Now that's why I don't want nobody
Ooh Lord, baby always hangin' around

I'm gon' bring my own groceries, bring them every day
That's gonna stop that grocery boy, I mean it keep him away
When I move, way out on the outskirts of town
Now that's why I don't want nobody
Ooh Lord, baby always hangin' around

It may seem funny, funny as it can be
But if my wife havin' a baby, I want 'em all to look just like me
When I move, way out on the outskirts of town
Now that's why I don't want nobody
Ooh Lord, baby always hangin' around

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Writer(s): ROY JORDAN, WILLIAM WESTLEY WELDON