mystery title

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

confidentially i think it's sad

but there's nothing i can do

if the road leads to the highway

well i'm hot and i've got to move

ah-ha i've got to move

got to change my arrangements

had the word i'm on my way

couldn't stand it much longer

got the move

i'm on my way

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 and 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 and i've got to move

oh

sometimes it's lonely - but it's the only way i know

and the road is leading me on

ooh baby

i've got to move

yes

oh

now baby baby

i've got to leave

and when i think back i smile and know that win or lose

it's the road that's 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 in 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