Come on let's pack our bags Yeah we should getaway from here Oh my dear Go where the air is clear Or New York City for a year And just disappear Cuz ooh Never thought I'd fall for you But it's true Something bout the things you do Makes me wanna run away with you Yeah we could take my car Cuz 40 hours ain't that far And all I need is my guitar Start a music career I'd sing in jazz clubs sipping beer Cuz I'd be 21 by then forsure And we could run away Run away from here Cuz ooh I never thought I'd fall for you But it's true Every single thing you do Makes me wanna run away with you