Lyrics:

I think I'm gonna have to move out people
I gonna have to move out of my nighborhood

Hey! I said I gonna have to move
I've got to get out of my neighbourhood
Because you see
The women they tell lies on me
And the men they just don't mean me
No doggone good
Every time my telephone rings
Some lady trying to play
Some old funny game on me
I say every time my telephone rings
Some lady trying to play
Some old funny game on me

And every time my front doorbell rings

Some angry six foot man
With a knife in his hand

They say I'm in love with a woman
That works down at the Chicken Shack
They say Deacon Jones' wife
Gave me a brand new Cadillac
That's why I gotta move
I gotta get out of my neighborhood
I tell you the people
They tell lies on me
Hey, they just don't mean me
No doggone good
My landlady came by my apartment
She came by just to make up my bed
But it took her all night long
Can you imagine what the neighbors said

That's why I gotta move
Hey, I gotta get out
Of my neighborhood
I tell you the people
They tell lies on me
Hey, they just don't mean me
No doggone good
Hey, I gotta move
Hey, I gotta move
I gotta move
I gotta move

Hey, the people, the people
Don't like me here, people

Oh you know they just don't mean me
No doggone good

Nobody loves me but my mother
Sometimes I think
She could be jiving, too

Hey, nobody
Nobody loves me but my mother

And she could be jiving, too

Now I think you know
Why I act funny, baby
Oh when you do the things you do