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  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
We don't need no holiday
Pack your bags
Let's go to [bad word] 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 [bad word] 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
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 [bad word] 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