Interpret:

B.B. King

Album:

I

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 around