I'm gonna move, baby, way out on the outskirts of town
I'm gonna move way out on the outskirts of town
I don't want nobody who's always hanging around
I'm gonna tell you baby, we're gonna move away from here
I don't want no ice man, I'm gonna get me a frigidaire
When we move way out on the outskirts of town
I don't want nobody who's always hanging around
I'm gonna bring my own groceries, gonna bring them everyday
That'll stop the grocery boy, and keep him away
When we move way out on the outskirts of town
I don't need nobody always hanging around
It may seem funny honey, as funny as funny can be
But if we have any children, I want them all to look like me
When we move way out on the outskirts of town
I don't want nobody always hanging aroundT . R . E . X.
Some call me Arnie
Some name me Slim
It don't make no difference
'Cos I move right in
They call me the groover
When I'm on the floor
The kids yell for more, more, more
Some call me Starkey
Some named me stud
Yes they do
It don't make no difference
'Cos I move in the mud
I said sing it to me children
Yea I'm the groover honey Yea
I'm the groover honey Yea
I'm the groover honey
Well some call me Jeepster
And some name me lame
It don't make no difference
Man you know what it takes
I'm a groover 'cos I move right in