Music & Lyrics: Rio - MIKA

I've got holes in all my pockets,
Even those holes, they've got pockets
Hiding things that I sure want to leave.

I'm taking off
Going to Rio
I'm getting lost to find an alter ego
It could be Paris or Berlin
I don't care what state I'm in
Gonna leave it all behind
Maybe I'll be myself when I'm somebody else

This is not an invitation
I'm going to Rio
This is not a conversation
Say good-bye to me, oh

Give me a peanut and I'll turn blue
I can't even eat the things you do
Bake you a cake, and I'll burn it up twice
I roll thirteen on a pair of dice.

Give me a peanut and I'll turn blue
I can't even eat the things you do
Bake you a cake, and I'll burn it up twice
I roll thirteen on a pair of dice.

I'm taking off
Going to Rio
I'm getting lost to find an alter ego
It could be Paris or Berlin
I don't care what state I'm in
Gonna leave it all behind
Maybe I'll be myself when I'm somebody else

This is not an invitation
I'm going to Rio
This is not a conversation
Say good-bye to me, oh

This is not an invitation
I'm going to Rio
This is not a conversation
Say good-bye to me, oh