I went down to the meat rack tavern
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And found myself a big ol' healthy girl
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Now she was drinkin' alone
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Aw what a waste of sin
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So I went on over to sweet talk that girl
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Lord I moved on in
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Lord I whispered come on and move with me
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Move with me move with me move with me darlin'
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Aw don't be shy
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I'm gonna mess witcha, mess witcha, mess witcha,
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Mess witcha, mess witcha mind
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Well, I don't care if you tell me you're married
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Cause I can be your man when your husband ain't home
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Now if he should walk in you just tell him I'm your houseboy
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And that you just can't stand to sleep here alone...no more
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I wanna move with you, move with you, move with you,
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Move with you darlin'
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I wanna mess witcha mess witcha mess witcha
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Mess witcha mind
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Well now he finally walked in
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And Lord that man filled up the doorway
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Well he grabbed me by my throat
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And he bounced me down the stairs
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And Lord I swear, he broke every bone in my body
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But it was worth every second that I was there
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Cause she would whisper to me...
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Move with me, move with me, move with me,
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Move with me darlin'
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I'm gonna mess witcha, mess witcha, mess witcha,
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Mess witcha mind
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Well now I
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Move With Me
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Tim Buckley |