Three days of snow in a burnin' hell
Bet you're wonderin' where I am
Rang that number all night long
Got no comfort on the telephone
Went out and caught me a midnight flight
Thought a little love would make it all alright
But the landlord said you moved away
And left me all of your bills to pay
Look out baby I think you might
Have made your move too soon.

He left me with a Keno card
Livin' in Vegas ain't too hard
I ran it up to about 50 grand
Counted it out and held it in my hand
That kinda word will get around,
And make a lost love come up found
I hear ya knockin' baby at my door
But you don't live here no more
Oh no, I think he made his move too soon.

--- Instrumental ---

I've been from Spain to Tokyo
From Africa to Ohio,
I never try to make the news
I'm just a man who sings those low down blues
I'll take my lovin everywhere
I come back to know they still care
One lover here, one love behind
One in my arms, one on my mind
One thing baby never make a move too soon.

Yeah baby, never make your move too soon
Well, you can count on this baby
We never make a move too soon.

(Too soon...)