Move
And now the courageous, the curvacious
Dreamettes
It's the Dreamettes, the Dreamettes
Move, move!
Move right out of my life!
Move, move!
Move right out of my life!
You better move
You're steppin on my heart
I said move
You're tearing it apart, please move!
Ohhh, what am I gonna do, my heart
Is breaking breaking up over you
(Breaking, breaking up over you!)
You've got a such magnetic power
That just keeps holding me down
I feel just like a flower
You sure keep me stuck in the ground ground ground
Ohhh move
Move, move!
Move right out of my life!
Move it, move it!
Out of my life!
Move, move!
Move right out of my life!
Move it, move it!
Out of my life!
Move, move!
Move right out of my life!
You are so horribly Satanic
The way you lead me around
I feel just like the Titanic
Im always going down, down, down, down! yeah
You're steppin on my style! yes you are I said move
I wanna breathe for a while
Ohh, baby!
Hey baby!
Yeah outta my life!
Out of my life
Theres too much pain and strife
So why dont you pack it up and move it
Take the cat, kit, and caboodle
Take your broken down car
Your smelly cigar
And just move right outta my (Move, move, move)
Move right outta my life!
Please move, move, move, move
Please move, move, move, move
Please move, move, move, move
Please move, move, move, move
Please move
Dreamettes
It's the Dreamettes, the Dreamettes
Move, move!
Move right out of my life!
Move, move!
Move right out of my life!
You better move
You're steppin on my heart
I said move
You're tearing it apart, please move!
Ohhh, what am I gonna do, my heart
Is breaking breaking up over you
(Breaking, breaking up over you!)
You've got a such magnetic power
That just keeps holding me down
I feel just like a flower
You sure keep me stuck in the ground ground ground
Ohhh move
Move, move!
Move right out of my life!
Move it, move it!
Out of my life!
Move, move!
Move right out of my life!
Move it, move it!
Out of my life!
Move, move!
Move right out of my life!
You are so horribly Satanic
The way you lead me around
I feel just like the Titanic
Im always going down, down, down, down! yeah
You're steppin on my style! yes you are I said move
I wanna breathe for a while
Ohh, baby!
Hey baby!
Yeah outta my life!
Out of my life
Theres too much pain and strife
So why dont you pack it up and move it
Take the cat, kit, and caboodle
Take your broken down car
Your smelly cigar
And just move right outta my (Move, move, move)
Move right outta my life!
Please move, move, move, move
Please move, move, move, move
Please move, move, move, move
Please move, move, move, move
Please move
Credits
Writer(s): Tom Eyen, Henry D. Krieger
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