Cross the Atlantic To stop by my home I showed you the café Where I worked We walked down your street And onto Italy Girl we can go wherever you want We don't need a holiday When the laptop is couple feet away Google maps has all we need Plaited gits and hotel rooms are completely free We might not have a tropical paradise Or unice cultural experiences But a fridge is not so far away If you want to we can order dominos I don't need no paradise to see the beauty that you hold Your figure is framed perfectly at the couch at home Maybe some day we could go explore but for now I need nothing more We don't need a holiday When the laptop is couple feet away Google maps has all we need Plaited gits and hotel rooms are completely free