Sick of the city, locked in with all the pretty people
You need of vacation
Somewhere that no one ever would dream to goSomewhere mundane, hop on the train see where it goes
Finish your ride, hop off and hide
Now that you′re finally alone
Oh, yeah, yeah
Honey you're finally alone
Oh, yeah, yeah, ho
Out to the country, tending to all the pretty cattle
It turns out the cowboy dreams of the city
Who could ever have known?
Hop on a plane fly out to Spain, Inténtalo, yeah
Pick up your bags, cure your jet lag
Now that you′re finally alone
Oh, yeah, yeah
Honey you're finally alone
Oh, yeah, yeah
Honey you're finally alone
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Honey you′re finally alone
Oh, yeah, yeah, ho
