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...)