Sick of the city, locked in with all the pretty people
You need a vacation
Somewhere that no one ever would dream to go
Somewhere 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 in the country, tending to all the pretty cattle
It turns out the cowboy dreams of the city
Who could have ever known?
Hop on a plane, fly out to Spain
Inténtalo, yeah
Pick up your bags, cure your jetlag
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