“Movin’ Out” to
the tune of Razzle Dazzle
Elaine: Singin’
the old “Movin’ Out” song,
Movin’ outta
here.
Chorus: Packin’ up their gear.
Elaine: Boxing
up things that bring me happiness;
Others may think
they’re just a crappy mess.
Singin’ the old “Throw Things Out” song,
Movin’ outta here.
Chorus: Packin’ up their gear.
Elaine: How
can I part with any of this stuff?
What if we
really need it some day?
What if it’s worth
kaching! on EBay?
Movin’ outta here
‘Cause enough is enough!
Elaine: Chantin’
the old “Pack It Up” tune,
Headin’ outta
here.
Chorus: Boxes up the rear.
Elaine: Give me the taping gun and bubble
wrap;
I’ll have this
done within a double snap.
Singin’ the “Closets Have No Bottoms,”
Headin’ outta
here.
Chorus: Boxes up the rear.
Elaine: Carefully
marking top and sides in bold.
Movers won’t read
‘em when they stack ‘em;
Writing will all
be on the back ends.
Headin’ outta here
‘Cause our house
finally sold!
Elaine: Dancin’
the “Black and Blue Marks” tango,
Gettin’ outta
here.
Chorus: Closing
day is near.
Elaine: Carrying
boxes down two flights of stairs,
Bumpety bump!
Who put that carton there?
Singin’ the “Oh, My Aching Back” tune,
Gettin’ outta
here.
Chorus: Closing day is near.
Elaine: Time
to rethink what needs to get marked “Keep.”
My how that
“Donate” pile is growing,
Trash barrels now
are overflowing.
Gettin’ outta here.
I could sure use
some sleep!
Elaine: Hummin’
“We’re Gonna Find A New Place”,
Nothing falling
down.
A condominium will
be the best.
No mowin’ lawns,
no battles with weeds.
Nothing so old it
makes my purse bleed.
Movin’ outta here
Chorus: Movin’ outta here
All together: Movin’ outta here
And it’s time for
a rest.
Speaking of taking a rest, this will be my last blog post
for the rest of the summer. We’ll be subletting a third floor walk-up not far
from Jagdish’s store until we land in our new home, hopefully within a few
months. I’m not moving our phone land line there or getting any Internet
access, so I’ll be on hiatus. Have a great summer everyone!
