Colombia testo
I’m tired of the rental car you drive, tired of the waitress job I got,
I’m tired of the cold, cold looks of strangers in the city…
I’m tired of the same old circumstances, tired of my sex life, tired of romancing;
I could appreciate havin’ my skin crawl for a change…
It isn’t you who makes my mind tick like a clock all day and night;
Let’s get away awhile…
Pack your bags, let’s go to Colombia;
Take the day off work – Boy, I know you
Got a lot on your mind, but we don’t need no holiday…
Pack your bags, let’s go to Peru, yeah;
We could make a million excuses;
Got a lot to do tomorrow – If I don’t make it, it’s okay, yeah…
I’m tired of stayin’ up so damn late;
Starin’ at the laptop screen, I fade away yo some unseen extraordinary place…
Where I feel the wind between my thighs, under my dress,
And I’m on fire, and it pulls me under…
It isn’t you who makes my mind tick like a clock all day and night;
Let’s get away awhile…
Pack your bags, let’s go to Colombia;
Take the day off work – Boy, I know you
Got a lot on your mind, but we don’t need no holiday…
Pack your bags, let’s go to Peru, yeah;
We could make a million excuses;
Got a lot to do tomorrow – If I don’t make it, it’s okay,
Cause we don’t need no holiday, yeah…
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