paroles de chanson Move It On Out - Scotty McCreery
Been
grittin′
and
grinding
this
nine
to
five
And
I
think
I
done
had
enough
All
of
these
boring
coffee
pot
pouring
mornings
are
getting
tough
Well
it's
quittin′
time
and
man
alive
Pop
a
top
and
hold
'em
high
Saturday
is
on
its
way
So
find
a
beach,
find
a
lake
Pack
it
on
up,
move
it
on
out
Baby,
I
know
that
you
know
what
I'm
talking
about
Your
hand
in
my
hand,
and
a
can
in
the
other
Let′s
jump
on
in
Baby
give
me
another
kiss
on
these
lips
Jealous
of
the
sand
hanging
onto
your
hips
Let′s
get
out
of
town,
I'm
down
if
your
down
Pack
it
on
up,
move
it
on
out
Summertime′s
a
wasting
Girl,
grab
your
things
and
lets
fire
up
the
truck
You
got
me
dying
to
see
what's
hiding
underneath
That
damned
old
cover-up
So
let′s
turn
the
key
and
hit
the
road
Get
Buffet
on
the
radio
Got
a
pocket
full
of
cash
And
a
Ford
full
of
gas
Pack
it
on
up,
move
it
on
out
Baby,
I
know
that
you
know
what
I'm
talking
about
Your
hand
in
my
hand,
and
a
can
in
the
other
Let′s
jump
on
in
Baby
give
me
another
kiss
on
these
lips
Jealous
of
the
sand
hanging
onto
your
hips
Let's
get
out
of
town,
I'm
down
if
your
down
Pack
it
on
up,
move
it
on
out
Shaking
the
sand
right
off
of
your
hips
Kissing
the
sun
right
off
of
them
lips
Shaking
the
sand
right
off
of
your
hips
Kissing
the
sun...
Pack
it
on
up,
move
it
on
out
Baby,
I
know
that
you
know
what
I′m
talking
about
Your
hand
in
my
hand,
and
a
can
in
the
other
Let′s
jump
on
in
Baby
give
me
another...
kiss
on
these
lips
Jealous
of
the
sand
hanging
onto
your
hips
Let's
get
out
of
town,
I′m
down
if
your
down
Pack
it
on
up,
move
it
on
out
Girl,
what
you
say?
Let's
move
it
on
out
Pack
it
on
up,
and
move
it
on
out
Go
pack
it
on
up
And
move
it
on
out
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