Going up the Country (From Meet the Fockers) - Canned Heat

I’m going up the country, babe don’t you wanna go

I’m going up the country, babe don’t you wanna go

I’m going to some place where I’ve never been before

I’m going, I’m going where the water tastes like wine

Well I’m going where the water tastes like wine

We can jump in the water, stay drunk all the time

I’m gonna leave this city, got to get away

I’m gonna leave this city, got to get away

All this fussing and fighting, man, you know I sure can’t stay

Now baby, pack your leaving trunk, you know we’ve got to leave today

Just exactly where we’re going I cannot say, but We might even leave

the USA 'Cause there’s a brand new game that I want to play

No use of you running, or screaming and crying

'Cause you’ve got a home as long as I’ve got mine