I moved around a lot, when I was a kid

cause my daddy was the traveling type

The last thing in the world that he liked to do, was

to watch the box and smoke a pipe

Oh, we lived all over the city and country

And that's the reason why I got itchy feet and I

wanna tell this town good-bye

The only thing I'd miss, yeah, after I'm gone

is this very special woman I know

She's got a lot of ways to get me to stay,

cause she doesn't seem to want me to go

Ain't she wild that Doxy, she wild and foxy

And when I need to sooth the sting of my traveling bug

Doxy makes the highway fever go (3)

She's foxy