| I've been sittin' here looking at the clock big daddy | |
| allready you're a half hour late. | |
| I've been pulling back the curtains, peeping out the window | |
| wish you wouldn't make me wait | |
| You better move it on home, boy, you better move it on home. | |
| I've been sittin' here listening to the jukebox playing | |
| and forgettin' where I ought to be. | |
| Zipping on a cool one having me some good fun | |
| Time got away from me. | |
| I better move it on home, I better move it on home. | |
| [CHORUS:] | |
| Better spin them wheels and make it on back | |
| to heaven on earth and lovers' at | |
| like a rolling stone, you better move it on home. | |
| [SOLO] | |
| (bridge) | |
| I've been here cooking you a nice hot supper | |
| and you can't even eat it on time | |
| heating up the meat loaf and stiring up the gravy | |
| is kind a messing up my mind | |
| You better move it on home boy, you better move it on home. | |
| I've been speeding through the traffic, passing everyone | |
| I remember what I forgot. | |
| Stepping on the gas and driving kind of fast | |
| hoping I wont get stopped. | |
| Better move it on home, better move it on home. | |
| [CHORUS:] | |
| (2x) | |
| [SPOKEN:] | |
| She: Better move it on home, boy right on this time or I'm gonna shake it. | |
| He: I'm on my way babe, but the traffic is murder | |
| She: That's what I thought the trouble is at home, if you're not at home soon. | |
| He: Traffic is messing up my mind | |
| She: ... and you're messing up mine. |