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Cardboard BoxesI'm gonna go to the supermarketI'm gonna go to the liquor store I'm gonna get me some cardboard boxes You know what them boxes are for I'm gonna rent me a U-Haul trailer It on the back of my old car Call up some of my stronger buddies That's what your strong buddies are for We're gonna move We're gonna move, yeah, move Give it to the Salvation Army or the Goodwill We've got so much junk it's a joke Wrap a knickknack in some old newspaper I know it was a present, but the damn thing broke Your old shoes and my old T-shirts My strong buddies crave ice cold beers Don't throw that away; it's a family heirloom I've had that ashtray for 15 years We're gonna move We're gonna move, yeah, move We're gonna empty out our old place Move into a brand new better space; move We got the books and the records and the tapes and the pictures And the pots and the pans and all the breakable glass The living room couch and the dining room table The washer and the dryer; what a pain in the ass We've got the TV and the home entertainment center The box spring and the queen-size bed We got the Christmas decorations and the bureau and the playpen If we had a piano, I think I'd drop dead We're gonna move We're gonna move, yeah, move At the end day, the old place is empty And the new place houses all of our stuff Unpack all the crap in the cardboard boxes It wasn't that bad; no, it wasn't so rough My strong buddies look a little bit grumpy I don't why I broke my butt Tomorrow we'll call up the telephone company And get another set of house keys cut We're gonna move We're gonna move, yeah, move I can tell by the look on your face You just love our brand new better space, baby, move We're gonna move, we're gonna move We're gonna move, we're gonna move Yeah, move |