On The Move

by The Record Company

The Record Company arrived right when they were needed most, their raw and righteous rock ‘n’ roll ideal for a world that desperately needs to scream and shout. The Los Angeles-based trio – Chris Vos (guitar, lead vocals, harmonica), Alex Stiff (bass, guitar, vocals) and Marc Cazorla (drums, piano,…




She’s got me on the move
She’s got me on the move
Oh the woman’s oh so cruel
And she’s got me on the move

She’s 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 the flight yet
She’s 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’s got me on the move
She’s got me on the move
Oh and the woman’s oh so cruel 
And she’s got me on the move

She’s phenomenally plastic and has a way to call out your passion
She’ll break into your home, redecorate, then escape to leave you there alone
Clean as the rain passing over but her eyes fill up with gold
Never going to love no one long enough to find herself a widow
 
She’s got me on the move
She’s got me on the move
Oh the woman’s oh so cruel 
And she’s got me on the move, that’s right

Baby everything’s getting dangerous
When you’re going faster and faster
She comes home from the bar after dark 
And ain’t a man born that can catch her

She’ll leave you slain lying in your ashes 
From burning up cash and happiness
She looks like a bonfire in city light 
There is no antidote for this disaster

She’s got me on the move
She’s got me on the move
She’s got me on the move oh baby 
You got me on the move
And you’re way too cruel 
You’ve got me on the move
Oh baby don’t be so cruel

Written by: The Record Company

Submitted on: January 01, 2018

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