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Robert Plant

Mystery Title

 

Mystery Title

(album: Pictures At Eleven - 1982)


Had to leave in a hurry, couldn't wait to get away
It's not a case of being sorry, it's the price I have to pay
And confidentially I think it's sad, but there's nothing I can do
If the road leads to the highway, well, I'm hot, I've got to move
Ah-ha, I've got to move

Got to change my arrangements, heard the word I'm on my way
I can't stand it much longer, got to move, all I can say
I didn't mean to let you down, but there's nothing I can do
If the road leads to the highway, well I'm hot, and I've got to move
I'm hot, I've got to move

Talk of strain in relations, of the days of being confused
You told me never to worry, I'll never ask you to choose
Categorically I have to say it's as much as I can do
To sit around here waiting, when I'm hot, I've got to move

Oh, sometimes it's lonely, oh, but it's the only
Way I know, and the road is calling me on
Ooh baby babe, I've got to move, yes
Ooh, now baby baby, I've got to leave yeah

And when I think back, I smile and know that
Win or lose, that the road is calling me on
Ooh, baby baby, I've got to move, yes
Ooh, baby baby, I've got to move, yeah

There's a man and a suitcase standing in a darkened room
Message light is burning, and the blinds are always drawn
It's been a while since the last time, never should come back too soon
Behind, the door is slamming, when he's hot he's got to move
When he's hot, he's got to move
Yes, he's got to move

Sometimes, it's lonely, yeah
Sometimes, it's lonely, yeah yeah yeah
That's right, yes yes, that's right
Yes, that's right
Ooh, yes, you know it's right, you know it's right
You know it's right, you know it's right
You know it's right, you know it's right

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