"On The Move" lyrics

I think about it every time that I'm in need of some company (Ooh-ooh, I need company)
At daily grind at 9 to 5, it's really not gonna work for me (Ooh-ooh, Not gonna work for me)
I can feel it, you can feel it, we're both sick of trying
Looking out the window, I can see your car outside
Grab my phone and wallet and my keys
Oh baby, please won't you come for me (Ooh-ooh)

So let me open the door
Feel the fire inside
Waiting to meet ya
On the move, diving into the groove
On the move, I search for something new
So let me open the door
Feel the fire inside
Waiting to meet ya
On the move, diving into the groove
On the move, I search for something new

I saw the limit and it's 50 but the dashboard's at 63 (Ooh-ooh, We're going 63)
I must admit it, you hit the gas as fast as we hit the street (Ooh-ooh, You let me hit the street)
I can feel it, you can feel it, we're both sick of trying (Yeah)
Looking out the window I can see a car outside (That's right)
Grab my phone and wallet and my keys
Oh baby, please won't you come for me (Ooh-ooh)

So let me open the door
Feel the fire inside
Waiting to meet ya
On the move, diving into the groove
On the move, I search for something new
So let me open the door
Feel the fire inside
Waiting to meet ya
On the move, diving into the groove
On the move, I search for something new

On the move to the grove
On the move, searching something new