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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Anjulie
Vocals
Anthony Brewster
Organ
Colin Wolfe
Bass
John Ferraro
Drums
Miguel Atwood-Ferguson
Viola
Peter Jacobson
Cello
Ron Blake
Trumpet
Scott Martin
Saxophone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anjulie
Composer
Colin Wolfe
Arranger
Miguel Atwood-Ferguson
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Colin Wolfe
Producer
Jan Fairchild
Mixing Engineer
John Burk
Producer
Nathaniel Alford
Recording Engineer
Rob Beaton
Engineer
Seth Presant
Engineer
Letra
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 city
I'm tired of the same old circumstances
Tired of my sex life, tired of romancing
I could appreciate havin' my skin crawl for a change
It isn't you who makes my mind tick like a clock all day and night
Let's get away a while
Pack 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 holiday
Pack 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, yeah
I'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 under
But it isn't you who makes my mind tick like a clock all day and night
Let's get away a while
Pack 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 holiday
Pack 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
Writer(s): Anjulie Persaud
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