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Between working and the kids
And all the bills to pay
There's never enough time or money
At the end of the day

You've been tired and stressed lately
From all work and no play
And it breaks my heart
To see you this way

We've been workin on a plan
For the last few weeks now
We’ll hit the bank tomorrow
Try to pull this off somehow

I’ll drive the getaway car
Make our way to Vegas
We'll hide out in a hotel there
Where nobody can find us

We packed the getaway bags
In the trunk of the car
Stopped to fill up the tank
Before we hit the bank

We slipped through the backroads
Dropped the kids with your folks
Quickly made our way into town
Where it would all go down

The teller handed over the cash
As we emptied our account
The bank would never miss it
It was a small amount

I’ll drive the getaway car
Make our way to Vegas
We'll hide out in a hotel there
Where nobody can find us

No commitments no interruptions
No outside world till mornin
Just two bodies in tangled sheets
With our passions burnin

It's our getaway weekend
Don't have to get the kids till Sunday
It's our getaway weekend
Don't have to be to work till Monday

Every couple needs a getaway weekend
Far away from the noise
A time to rekindle the flame
And rediscover your joys