I'm so tired of this dull routine
Up to town on the eight fifteen
Back at night, off to bed and then
Get up and start it all over again

Let's take a boat to Bermuda
Let's take a plane to Saint Paul
Let's take a kayak to Quincy or Nyack
Let's get away from it all

Let's take a trip in a trailer
No need to come back at all
Let's take a powder to Boston for chowder
Let's get away from it all

We'll travel 'round from town to town
We'll visit every state
And I'll repeat, I love you sweet
In all the forty eight

Let's go again to Niagra
This time we'll look at the fall
Let's leave our hut, dear
Get out of our rut, dear
Let's get away from it all

Hey, let's motor down to Miami
Let's climb the Grand Canyon Wall
Let's catch tuna way out in Laguna
Let's get away from it all

Let's travel south of the border
I'll get a real Spanish shawl
For me a muchacha, but not while I watch ya
Let's get away from it all

Oh, they say there's no place quite like home
A charming thought and pure
But until the world we roam
How can we be sure

So we're off, off to Niagra
This time we're digging the fall
Let's leave the hut, dear
Get out of our rut, dear
Order a jet, that's what we'll get
And we'll fly away from it all

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Writer(s): Matt Dennis, Thomas Montgomery Adair