Google Maps Holiday
S. Lyre
Cross the Atlantic to stop by my home
I showed you the cafe where I worked
We walked down your street
Then onto Italy
Girl, we can go wherever you want
We don’t need a holiday
When the laptop’s a couple feet away
Google Maps has all we need
Plane tickets and hotel rooms are completely free
We might not have a tropical paradise
Or unique cultural experiences
But our fridge is not so far away
If you want to, we can order Domino’s
I don’t need no paradise to see the beauty that you hold
Your figure’s framed perfectly on the couch at home
Maybe someday even we could go explore
But for now, I need nothing more
We don’t need a holiday
When the laptop’s a couple feet away
Google Maps has all we need
Plane tickets and hotel rooms are completely free