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
Oh

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, Intentalo, 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
Oh

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): Alexander Meen, MacBriare DeMarco