Tim Buckley — Move with Me

I went down to the meat rack tavern And I found myself a big old healthy girl Now she was drinkin' alone, oh, what a waste of sin So I went down on over to sweet talk that girl Lord, I moved on in Oh,I whispered Come on and move with me Move with me, move with Move with me darlin', oh don't be shy(2) I'm gonna mess witcha, mess witcha, mess witcha Mess witcha, mess witcha now Well, I don't care if you tell me you're married Cause I can be your kid man Ohh, when your husband ain't home Now if he should walk in, you just tell him I'm your houseboy And that you just can't stand oh, to sleep here alone no more, oh, Honey I wanna move with you, move with you Move with you, move with you darlin', all night long I wanna mess witcha, mess witcha, mess witcha Mess witcha, mess witcha now Instrumental Well, now he finally walked in And Lord, that man filled up the doorway Well, he grabbed me by my throat And he bounced me down the stairs And Lord, I swear, huh He broke every bone in my body But it was worth every second that I was there Oh, cause she would whisper to me, oh she'd tell me Move with me, move with me Move with me, move with me darlin', don't be shy, ohh don't be shy I'm gonna mess witcha, mess witcha, mess witcha Mess witcha, mess witcha mind Well, now I love me Oh, I love a black woman I love me, Oh, I love me a black woman Oh, I love a black woman Oh, Lord, Lord, Lord, I do Oh Lord, I do I love the way she moves I love that girl, love, love, love, love, love, love a black woman I love, lo-lo-love that girl, more than sweet shampoo Lord, I love a black woman