Текст: Barbra Streisand. Gotta Move.

Gotta move, gotta get out
Gotta leave this place
Gotta find some place
Some other place
Some brand new place

Some place where each face that I see
Won't be staring back at me
Telling me what to be and how to be it
Some place where I can just be me

Gotta move, got to get out
Gotta leave this town
Gotta find some town
Some big new town
Some bright new town

Some new town with new places, new lights
And most of all some new faces

Gotta find a man, a new man
A man who won't worry 'bout where I go
A man who won't ask how I learned what I know
A man who will know that you've gotta be free
A man who will know when to just let me be

Gotta move, got to get out
Gotta change my life
Gotta find my life
I'll find me a place in
Some new town and baby

When I find me that place
Then maybe I gotta live this town
Gotta leave this place
Gotta find a new man
Gotta move