| Going up to the country, baby do you wanna go
|
| Going up to the country, tell me do you wanna go
|
| We’re going to some place that we’ve never been before
|
| We’re going, we’re going where the water tastes like wine
|
| We’re going, we’re going where the water tastes like wine
|
| Gonna jump in that the water, and stay there all the time
|
| Gonna leave the city, got to get away
|
| Gonna leave the city, got to get away
|
| All that fussing and fighting man, you know we sure can’t stay
|
| So baby pack your leaving trunk we got to get away
|
| Just exactly where we’re going you know I cannot say
|
| But we might even see the USA (in a Chevrolet)
|
| It’s a brand new game you know I want to play
|
| No use of you running, screaming and crying
|
| You got a home girl, long as I got mine |