Erik Buell & The Thunderbolts Movin' Along
I’m on the scent baby, you’re in the air.
Vanilla and cinnamon, are you ready to share?
Cause I’m sure movin’, yeah movin’ along
Don’t worry baby, I’ll be comin’ on strong.
Life’s a hornet’s nest,
Stinging you too fast,
Set your mind to rest,
You just found the best.
Life’s full of red lights, baby, stoppin’ the flow
Makin’ you wait, when you’re lookin’ for mo’
Well I’ll be your escort, clearin’ the way
Across all those bad tracks and down to the bay
You want a man these days,
Not poetry and haze,
The world’s become a maze,
Hey, I won’t miss the plays.
Hey baby, Climb on and ride!
I’m comin your way, babe, salvation is near,
Sweet little angel, no need to fear.
Cause when I get movin’, yeah movin’ along
I’ve got the power, lift you out of the wrong.
The wolf’s been at the door,
He’s always wantin’ more,
Scares you to the core,
I’ll break his head for sure.
You want a man these days,
Not poetry and haze,
No crooked minds and ways,
I’m gonna make the plays. Yeah, yeah, yeah!
