Got to Move

2011-08-07 | by Fleetwood Mac
Writer: Songwriters: Marshall Sehorn;Elmore James

You've got to move You can't stay here no more You've got to move You can't stay here no more, oh yes
You're my baby, I love you so But still you've got to go away from here
You won't cook, you won't wash You won't iron, you won't sew Oh no You won't even scrub the floor
You're my baby, I love you so But still you've got to go away from here
Well, I'd rather be dead and in my grave Than to see another man here to take my place Oh yes You've got to move, yea
You're my baby, I love you so But still you've got to go away from here
Well, I'd rather be dead and in my grave Than to see another man here to take my place Umm mmm mmm yes You've got to move, yea
You're my baby, I love you so But still you've got to go away from here
You got to move away from here Oh yes, you got to move away from here You're my baby, I love you so But still you've got to go away from here
Let's bring it out now, yea Oh yes