(Sung by Lon Satton) Move em out move em out If you mess around with women Boy your wallet takes a trimmin Move em out move em out Better listen to me cousin I got stories by the dozen Move em out move em out move em out I met a gal named Alice Somewhere down near Dallas Oh wow And me and Dallas still remember Alice now And how Little Alice hit the town Spent every cent in Dallas Like a pirate in the palace Picked me clean Made me mean Now I'm tough I treat em rough No more mr nice guy Move em out move em out If you mess around with women Boy your wallet takes a trimmin Move em out move em out Better listen to me cousin I got stories by the dozen Move em out move em out move em out I met a doll named Tammy Down around Miami Oh my And me and tammy stopped and drank miami dry Bye bye Then miss tammy hit the town And she was worse than Alice and Miami worse than Dallas Crazy fool Blew my cool I forgot the golden rule No more mr nice guy Uh uh Move em out move em out If you wanna taste the honey Man your gonna waste your money Move em out move em out Right from Maine to California Don't forget I tried to warn you Move em out move em out move em out So I became a loner out in Arizona Oh well I lived alone as jonah moanin' in his whale Oh hell Hated bein' on my own But then I met Ramona Who ... (?) ... from Pomona Out of sight Dynamite Gonna change the rolls tonight Call me mir nice guy Ah-ha Move em in move em in If a gal's without a fella She's got rain and no umbrella Move em in live in sin With no gal just like i told you Guys can die of melancholia You can't win So move em in Though we fight em hell for leather We were meant to be together There's no doubt Not a doubt We can never ever ever move em out Move em out move em out We can never ever ever move em out