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Colombia Lyrics

I'm tired of the rental car you drive
Tired of the waitress job I got
Tired of the cold, cold looks of strangers in the city
I'm tired of the same old circumstances
Tired of my s** life
Tired of romancing
And I could appreciate having 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 Columbia
Take the day off work boy I know ya
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
Tired to staying up so d*** 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
It isn't you who makes my mind
Tick like a clock all day and night
Let's get away a while...
(Chorus out)
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