Colombia (Anjulie)

I'm tired of the rental car you drive I'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 And 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 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 I feel the wind between my thighs, under my chest And I'm on fire (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 awhile Pack your bags let's go to Colombia Take the day off work boy I know you Got a lot on your mind 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