Let's get out of this country,

I'll admit I am bored with me.
I drowned my sorrows and slept around
When not in body at least in mind.
We'll find a cathedral city.
You can convince me I am pretty.
We'll pick berries and recline.
Let's hit the road dear friend of mine!
Wave goodbye to our thankless jobs
We'll drive for miles maybe never turn off
We'll find a cathedral city and you can be handsome I'll be pretty.