Move With Me I went down to the meat-rack tavern And I found myself a big ole healthy girl Now she was drinkin' alone Aw what a waste of sin So I went on over to sweet talk that girl Lord I moved on in I whispered come on and move with me Move with me move with me move with me darlin' Aw don't be shy I'm gonna mess with ya, mess with ya, mess with ya, Mess with ya, mess with ya mind Well, I don't care if you tell me you're married Cause I can be your kid man 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 to sleep here alone no more I wanna move with you, move with you, move with you, Move with you darlin' I wanna mess with ya, mess with ya, mess with ya Mess with ya now 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, he broke every bone in my body But it was worth every second that I was there Cause she would whisper to me Move with me, move with me, move with me, Move with me darlin' I'm gonna mess with ya, mess with ya, mess with ya, Mess with ya now Well now I love me a black woman I love me a black woman Tim Buckley/Jerry Goldstein Tim Buckley Music ASCAP/Far Out Music ASCAP Released 1972 Straight/Warner Brothers - “Greetings from LA” Running time 4:52