Movin' on up

Well we're movin on up, To the east side.

To a deluxe house that’s painted like the sky.

Movin on up, To the east side.

We finally got a place that’s all mine.

Fish don't fry in the kitchen;

Beans don't burn on the grill.

Took a whole lotta tryin' Just to get up that hill.
Now we're up in the big leagues

Gettin' our turn at bat.

As long as we live, it's Pup and me baby

There ain't nothin wrong with that.

Well we're movin on up, To the east side.