Taking our time before it’s through
Passing our days in old shoes
Sister - think I’m returning to peru
Wish that I never came here
They can’t pronounce my name here
Everyone asks me "where’s peru? "
In peru we’ve lenghtened the day
In peru we’ve strenghtened the dollar
There are mountains piercing our skies
And the ocean at our shores
I will save up all of my wages
Even retail crumby cosmetics
I will work my passage in stages
As the winter slips away.
Miles of golden beaches
Excellent wines and features
Mister - take a week off in gay peru
Penitent monks to stare at
Colonial dons in old straw hats
Everyone’s there in old peru
Oo-poo-peru
