| I’m packing my bags and off I go, |
| Already feeling sand under my toes. |
| Is not the future and nor the past, |
| It’s now or never, me here, today, at least. |
| I’m singing a lullaby that is messed |
| And no more sad songs, |
| I press the pause button and here we go. |
| Now it is me-time, just for me |
| If you was out there for me, stand in line. |
| And in the meantime, |
| I’m gonna have a barrel of laughs. |
| I said I’m not ready to adapt here alone, |
| But I don’t need you, I can also go out on my own. |
| It’s now or never and lots of pleasure, |
| You know. |
| Now it is me-time, just for me |
| If you was out there for me, stand in line. |
| And in the meantime, |
| I’m gonna have a barrel of laughs. |
| I’m feeling my own private sun is rising |
| It’s how I know that our sunset will soon be forgotten. |
| Me-time, just for me, |
| If you was out there for me, stand in line. |
| Me-time, just for me. |
| Now it is me-time, just for me |
| If you was out there for me, stand in line. |
| And in the meantime, |
| I’m gonna have a barrel of laughs. |
| Now it is me-time, just for me |
| If you was out there for me, stand in line. |
| And now that is free time |
| I’m gonna ride the summer sunset. |