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