Lyrics:

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 Cityi'm Tired Of The Same Old Circumstances
tired Of My Sex Life, Tired Of Romancing
i Could Appreciate Havin' My Skin Crawl For A Changeit Isn't You Who Makes My Mind Tick Like A Clock All Day And Night
let's Get Away A Whilepack Your Bags, Let's Go To Colombia
take The Day Off Work
boy, I Know You Got A Lot On Your Mind
but We Don't Need No Holidaypack 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, Yeahi'm Tired Of Stayin' Up So Damn Late
starin' At The Laptop Screen I Fade Away
to Some Unseen Extraordinary Place
where I Feel The Wind Between My Thighs, Under My Dress
and I'm On Fire And It Pulls Me Underbut It Isn't You Who Makes My Mind Tick Like A Clock All Day And Night
let's Get Away A Whilepack Your Bags, Let's Go To Colombia
take The Day Off Work
boy, I Know You Got A Lot On Your Mind
but We Don't Need No Holidaypack 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