IT’S TOUGH BEING A BOXBy
(sighing) You know it’s tough being a box........ But I’m Livin’ it up! Livin’ it up! Livin’ it up! Livin’ it up!
I spent all day..... in a factory. Being hot glued and stapled together....
I hope I get filled with tight hot leather (pants)
I’m Livin’ it up! Livin’ it up! Livin’ it up! Livin’ it up!
My life so far.... is empty. Waiting ‘till tomorrow come, when the factory opens (again)
But I’m Livin’ it up! Livin’ it up! Livin’ it up! Livin’ it up! Livin’ it up! Livin’ it up! Livin’ it up! Livin’ it up!
Box!!!!
(Wickedly ausome guitar solo)
But I’m Livin’ it up! Livin’ it up! Livin’ it up! Livin’ it up! Livin’ it up! Livin’ it up! Livin’ it up! Livin’ it up!
Movin’ down the line.... in the factory. Looking to see what will fill me up, I see...
It’s not leather pants. But ladies (lingerie)
And I’m Livin’ it up! Livin’ it up! Livin’ it up! Livin’ it up! Livin’ it up! Livin’ it up! Livin’ it up! Livin’ it up!
Box!!!!