Verse
1:
Em Bm C
Drinking
a German beer with a Cuban cigar
G
In
the middle of Paris with a Dominican bar
Em Bm C
Great
head on her shoulders, she probably studied abroad
G
She
transferred to Harvard from King’s College in March
Em Bm C
She
says that I’m her favorite cause she admires the art
G
Michelangelo
with the flow, Picasso with the bars
Em Bm C
She’s
well put together like a piece by Gershwin
G
Renaissance
style, tonight is picture perfect
C
So
mile, and pack your bags real good baby
C
Cause
you’ll be gone for a while, while while
Chorus:
C G
Girl
tell me how you feel
What
your fantasy
Em Bm
I
see us on a beach down in Mexico
C G
You
can put your feet up
Em
Be
my senorita
Bm
We
ain’t gotta rush
C
Just
take it slow
G
You’ll
be in the high life
Em
Soaking
up the sunlight
Bm
Anything
you want is yours
Am
I
had you living life like you should
C
You
say you never had it so good
C G Em
La
la-la la-la la-laaa
Bm
You
never had it so good
C
G
Em
Bm
La
la-la la-la la-laaa
Verse
2:
Em Bm
Suffering
from first class cabin fever
C G
Five
hour layovers from Norway to Egypt
Em Bm
I’m
to the point like the pyramids of Giza
C G
Still
lean to the left like the tower out in Pisa
Em
I’m
feeling single baby
Bm
I
could use a feature
C G
Swagger
like Ceaser, I’ll get you a visa
Em Bm
We
can go to Italy, and maybe see the Colosseum
C G
I’ll
be Da Vinci if you’ll be my Mona Lisa
C
So
smile, and pack your bags real good baby
C
Cause
you’ll be gone for a while
Chorus:
C G
Girl
tell me how you feel
What
your fantasy
Em Bm
I
see us on a beach down in Mexico
C G
You
can put your feet up
Em
Be
my senorita
Bm
We
ain’t gotta rush
C
Just
take it slow
G
You’ll
be in the high life
Em
Soaking
up the sunlight
Bm
Anything
you want is yours
Am
I
had you living life like you should
C
You
say you never had it so good
C G Em
La
la-la la-la la-laaa
Bm
You
never had it so good
C
G
Em
Bm
La
la-la la-la la-laaa
Verse
3:
Em
Well
I been feeling singular
Bm
How
about let’s make it plural
C G
Spin
the globe, wherever it lands that’s where we’ll go
Em Bm
We’ll
hit up Europe, yep, and spend some Euros
C G
And
maybe visit Berlin, the wall’s with the murals
Em Bm C
This
is your month baby, sign of the Virgo
G
Private
reservations, glasses full of merlo
Em Bm
A
rose, a burgundy, travel like turbo
C G
Brush
up on your Espanol
We’ll
Barcelona bounce
C
So
mile, and pack your bags real good baby
C
Cause
you’ll be gone for a while
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