Holiday In Spain - Counting Crows

Got no place to go

But there’s a girl waiting for me down in Mexico

She’s got a bottle of tequila, a bottle of gin

And if I bring a little music I can fit right in

We’ve got airplane rides

We got California drowning out the window side

We’ve got big black cars

And we’ve got stories how we slept with all the movie stars

I may take a holiday in Spain

Leave my wings behind me

Drink my worries down the drain

And fly away to somewhere new

Hop on my choo-choo

I’ll be your engine driver in a bunny suit

If you dress me up in pink and white

We may be just a little fuzzy 'bout it later tonight

She’s my angel

She’s a little better than the one that used to be with me

Cause she liked to scream at me

Man, it’s a miracle that she’s not living up in a tree

I may take a holiday in Spain

Leave my wings behind me

Drive this little girl insane

And fly away to someone new

Everybody’s gone

They left the television screaming that the radio’s on

Someone stole my shoes

But there’s a couple of bananas and a bottle of booze

Oh, well happy new year’s baby

We could probably fix it if we clean it up all day

Or we could simply pack our bags

And catch a plane to Barcelona 'cause this city’s a drag

I may take a holiday in Spain

Leave my wings behind me

Flush my worries down the drain

And fly away to somewhere new

Take a holiday in Spain

Leave my wings behind me

Drive this little girl insane

Fly away to someone new

Fly away to someone new

Fly away to someone new