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Lyrics: Robert Plant. Mystery Title.

Had to leave in a hurry
Couldn't wait to get away
It's not a case of being sorry
It's the price I have to pay

Confidentially I think it's sad
But there's nothing I can do
If the road leads to the highway
Well, I'm hot and I've got to move
I'm hot and I've got to move

Got to change my arrangements
Had the word, I'm on my way
Can't stand it much longer
Got the move, I'm on this way

I didn't mean to let you down
But there's nothing I can do
If the road leads to the highway
Well, I'm hot and I've got to move
I'm hot and I've got to move

Talk of strain in relations
Of the days of being confused
You told me never to worry
I'll never ask you to choose

Categorically I have to say
It's as much as I can do
To sit around here waiting
When I'm hot and I've got to move

Oh, sometimes it's lonely, oh, but it's the only
Way I know and the road is calling me on

Ooh baby, I've got to move, yes
Ooh, now baby, baby, I've got to leave
And when I think back, I smile and know that
Win or lose, and the road is calling me on

Ooh, baby, baby, I've got to move, yes
Ooh, baby, baby, I've got to move, yeah

There's a man in a suitcase
Standing in a darkened room
Message light is burning
And the blinds are always drawn

It's been a while since the last time
Never should come back too soon
Behind the door is slamming
When he's hot he's got to move
When he's hot he's got to move
Yes, he's got to move

Yes, I've got to leave, yeah
Sometime I've got to leave, yeah

That's right, yes, that's right, yes, that's right
Ooh, yes, you know it's right, you know it's right
You know it's right, you know it's right
You know it's right, you know it's right