paroles de chanson Moving Out - Funky DL

Moving out
Moving out (I gotta go man)
Moving out
Moving out (I gotta go)

Now it's twenty O-five, I'm still living with my Pops
I'm twenty-seven, nearly twenty-eight
Suffocating from the lack of space
So I found my own place, but my Father told me
"Don't go, stay here
You can rent that place for cash and make some dough"
But I knew that I was now a man and had to leave the nest
I had to be the King of my own castle and beat my chest
Gotta live my own rules, so I need my own roof
Peace Pops, I thank you for my whole youth
Before I left he me told to remember these words
"You're alone this world, so stand firm"
I gotta say I learned a whole lot from this old Pops
Made me to the man I am, I gotta give him mo' props
Packing up my boxes, it took me like a couple days
And now I'm standing in an empty room gazing
Thinking of the memories I'm taking to my new home
Doing everything alone, then I phoned for a cab
I packed the elevator, made a few trips
Got my clothes on the back seat
And plus my music is in the trunk
And it's the 10th of October
The Dennison chapter of my life is over