She just moved in, 
painted her house bright blue. 
Every bodies talking, 
wondering what she's up to. 
She's got long blond hair, 
and everything else it takes. 
Curious eyes, 
watch every move she makes. 
I can't help thinking,
she's misunderstood. 
Ohhh when people start saying, 
there goes the neighborhood. 
~blues guitar riff~
Women love to gossip, 
men they loooove to look. 
Peeking through the blinds,
while the phones ringin off the hook. 
All the kids are fine,
and hang out after school. 
And they go home,
and tell their folks she's cool. 
I can't help from thinking, 
she's misunderstood.
When people start saying, 
there goes the neighborhood. 
Ohhh when people start saying, 
there goes the neighborhood. 
~blues guitar riff~
Where are the words, 
I need some help. 
I just stopped, 
to introduce myself. 
I hope she's here to stay, 
I hope she's here for good.
Cause if she ever moves away, 
there goes the neighborhood. 
I hope she's here to stay, 
I hope she's here for good.
Cause if she ever moves away, 
there goes the neighborhood. 
Cause if she ever moves away, 
there goes the neighborhood. 
HeeyyYyyaahhhYeah