Well I′m gon' tell you baby
We′ll move away from here
Gonna sell my icebox and buy me a Frigidaire
When we move out on the outskirts of town
Cause I don't want nobody foolin' or always hangin′ round
It may sound funny honey, funny as it can be
If we ever have any children
I want ′em all to look like me
When we move, way out on the outskirts of town
Cause I don't want nobody foolin′ there always hangin' round
I′m gon' bring me own grocery
I′m gon' bring 'em everyday
I don′t like that grocery boy
I gotta keep him away
When we move way out on the outskirts of town
No no, I don′t want nobody always hangin' round
Well now, I don′t want nobody always hangin' round
Writer(s): Roy Jordan, William Westley Weldon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
