| Departing on a trip for holiday
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| A red eye flight with a Cabernet
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| Just a backpack and my headphones
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| And a taste for a place that’s far from home
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| Gonna take a little time
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| See things in slow mo
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| Gonna look around to find
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| Learn things I don’t know
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| Just to breathe and to realize
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| Before I take a free throw
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| Gonna go to a paradise
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| Somewhere the trade winds blow
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| Holiday
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| It’s time to mix up some flavor
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| Holiday
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| Nothing is strange to a stranger
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| Holiday
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| These girls are beautiful danger
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| Holiday
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| I’m not going to miss my behavior
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| Cause it’s my holiday
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| Sun kissed girls playing on the sand
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| And a flashy drink spilling on my hand
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| Holiday
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| It’s time to mix up some flavor
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| My holiday
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| Nothing is strange to a stranger
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| Holiday
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| These girls are beautiful danger
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| My holiday
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| I’m not going to miss my behavior
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| Cause it’s my holiday
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| Gonna take a little time
|
| See things in slow Mo
|
| Gonna look around to find
|
| Learn things I don’t know
|
| Just to breathe and to realize
|
| Before I take a free throw
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| Gonna go to paradise
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| Should’ve done this long ago
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| It’s time to mix up some flavor
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| Nothing is strange to a stranger
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| Holiday
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| These girls are beautiful danger
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| My holiday
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| I’m not going to miss my behavior
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| Cause it’s my holiday |