Got To Move On Lyrics

Don't do this, don't do that

Never put your hips to another man's bed

Don't do this, don't do that

The problem of this country

Is the escalating number of lsd nonusers

Don't do this, don't do that

Ain't the one for making friends

Bring me that fancy bottle over there

Mindfulness

At least that's what the girl on TV said

Don't do this, don't do that

Don't let your hands get used to being a coward boy

That fancy bottle, right now

Don't do this, don't do that

Never put your hips to another man's bed

Dusk falls, dusk falls, dusk falls

Dusk falls, dusk falls, dusk falls

Dusk falls, dusk falls

Hold me close to your arms

As dusk falls through the curtains of night

Hold me close to your arms

As dusk falls through the curtains of night