"On The Move (Superdead EP Version)" lyrics

Well, she got me on the move
She got me on the move
The woman's oh so cruel
And she got me on the move

She got me ignoring the traffic lights 'cause they look so stale and lifeless
I swear I'd swim to Paris to get her if I hadn't booked a flight yet
She got me wearing snow shoes, it's cold being on her trail
Ain't nothing can shake the thought from my brain of the way she makes me scream and yell

She got me on the move
She got me on the move
The woman's oh so cruel
And she got me on the move

Phenomenally plastic and has a way of calling out passion
Breaks into your home, she decorates, then escapes to leave you there alone
She's clean as the rain passing over but her eyes are filled with gold
She'll never love no one long enough to ever find herself a widow

Well, she got me on the move
She got me on the move
The woman's oh so cruel
And she got me on the move, that's right

She'll make everything get dangerous, she going faster and faster
She goes home from the bar after dark and ain't a man born that can catch her
She'll leave you laying lying in your ashes, burning up cash and happiness
She looks like a bonfire in city light, she's the antidote for disaster, hey

Got me on the move
She got me on the move
She got me on the move, ooh
She got me on the move
The woman's oh so cruel
She got me on the move
She's oh so cruel, come on

The woman's oh so cruel
The woman's oh so cruel, come on, baby
The woman's oh so cruel, Lord
The woman's oh so cruel
Yes, and she knows she's cruel
She knows it, she knows she's cruel, she knows

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