| Got no place to go
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| But there’s a girl waiting for me down in Mexico
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| She’s got a bottle of tequila, a bottle of gin
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| And if I bring a little music I can fit right in
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| We’ve got airplane rides
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| We got California drowning out the window side
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| We’ve got big black cars
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| And we’ve got stories how we slept with all the movie stars
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| I may take a holiday in Spain
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| Leave my wings behind me
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| Drink my worries down the drain
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| And fly away to somewhere new
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| Hop on my choo-choo
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| I’ll be your engine driver in a bunny suit
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| If you dress me up in pink and white
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| We may be just a little fuzzy 'bout it later tonight
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| She’s my angel
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| She’s a little better than the one that used to be with me
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| Cause she liked to scream at me
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| Man, it’s a miracle that she’s not living up in a tree
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| I may take a holiday in Spain
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| Leave my wings behind me
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| Drive this little girl insane
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| And fly away to someone new
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| Everybody’s gone
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| They left the television screaming that the radio’s on
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| Someone stole my shoes
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| But there’s a couple of bananas and a bottle of booze
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| Oh, well happy new year’s baby
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| We could probably fix it if we clean it up all day
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| Or we could simply pack our bags
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| And catch a plane to Barcelona 'cause this city’s a drag
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| I may take a holiday in Spain
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| Leave my wings behind me
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| Flush my worries down the drain
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| And fly away to somewhere new
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| Take a holiday in Spain
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| Leave my wings behind me
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| Drive this little girl insane
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| Fly away to someone new
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| Fly away to someone new
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| Fly away to someone new |