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ColombiaI'm tired of the rental car you driveI'm 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 a while 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 To 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 But it isn't you who makes my mind tick like a clock all day and night Let's get away a while 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 |