I stayed out late one night and you moved in   I didn't mind 'cause of the state you were in   May I remind you that it's been a year since then?      Today the landlady, she said to me   "Your lonely friend just made a pass at me"   Perhaps you might enjoy a cottage by the sea      So pack your toys away   Your pretty boys away   Your forty-fives away   Your alibis away      Your silly lies away   Your old tie-dyes away   Your one more tries away   You're moving out today      Your nasty habits aren't confined to bed   The grocer told me what you do with bread   Why don't you take up with the   Baker's wife instead of me?      Pack up your rubber duck   I'd like to wish you luck   Your funny cigarettes   Your sixty-one cassettes      Pack all your clothes away   Your rubber hose away   Your old day glows away   You're movin' out today      I hate to do it   You gotta   I hate to do it   You gotta      Hate to do it   You gotta   Hate to do it   You gotta   You gotta   You gotta      Pack up you dirty looks   Your songs that have no hooks   Your stacks of Modern Screen   Your portrait of the queen      Your mangy cat away   Your baby fat away   You're headed that away   You're moving out today      Pack up your fork and spoon   But leave my Lorna Doones   Your map of Mozambique   Your water bed that leaks      La la la la la la la la la   La la la la la la la la      The reason I'm singing la la is   Because I'm so happy you're going   Gosh, you've made me miserable   I don't think I've ever been so unhappy   As I've been this last year with you      You are really a dirty, dirty guy   Did anyone ever tell you that?   Oh, uh, by the way, would you   Uh, take off that coat you're wearing?      That's my coat you're wearing   Ah, yes, thank you, oh, goodbye   Parting is such sweet sorrow