(To the tune of "For the First Time in Forever")
The boxes are stacked up on the floor
I don't want to pack stuff anymore
Who knew we owned so much worthless stuff?
For days I've walked these empty halls
Sad without pictures on the walls
Finally, we're packing up the truck!
There'll be actual real life movers
It will be totally great!
Now I think we're ready for this change
For the last time, till the next time
There'll be tension, there'll be fights
For the last time, till the next time
We'll be working through the night
Don't know if we're more nervous or happy
But we're somewhere in that zone
Cause for the last time, till the next time
We're making a new home
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