Ooh, yeah! Damn it!
I'm packin'
I have ta pack this canoe
I'm packin', stackin'
And I'll bet you hate packin', too

Now it's June, got ta leave, must go now before I freeze
Fiji, aye, we'll go there too!
I'll have to pay the absurd price for a taste of paradise
Packin' 'till my pack is full

I'm packin'
I hate dis packin', 'cause my bag is too small
Keep packin'
But I know dis packin' ain't a ball

Dis dang beach ball can't fit in, it's squeezin' up against my tins
Yes, it is deflated, mon
And to tink dis 'graph pole, won't - fit in my suitcase hole
What; you tink phone calls will be none?

I'm packin' (damnin', stackin', packin')
And I'm packin' so that I can go swim
I'm packin' (slammin', crappin', packin')
I'm packin', but I feel grim

Yeh! Sunny Hawaii
Sunny Miami
I'm going to Tennessee
It's better than Aussie

Yeah, I'm - I'm packin' (hate it all)
Hate it, all of it, I'm packin' (try to stall)
'Cuz, don't wanna pack any more
I'm packin' (stackin', crap in, my thing)
Not packed, Are you still packin'? Cor!

Packed most of my stuff and, man, that sure was tough!
It took me quite a while
It's time for the airport, but where'd I put my surf shorts
And my fave nail file?

Still packin' (crammin' crap in, this thing), dah-hah-hamn!
Still have ta pack all my buns
Still packin', and stackin', and crammin', and slammin'
And jammin', all these tings, in my ting, I'm the king;
At hard-ass packin', mon!
I'm packin, I'm stackin' (crap it)
I'm crammin', I'm slammin' (ehf it)
I gotta (I hate ta pack all my crap) - I gotta -
I gotta pack all dis crap
Packin', stackin' (bet you hate packin', too)
Eh-eh! I'll bet you hate packin', I'll bet you hate packin'
cause (I sure hate packin' dis too) I sure hate...dis too
I hate - I hate dis - I hate all dis packin', fool!
I'll have ta pack it
I hate ta pack it