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She flew down to Miami, for a work trip or two,
But the hotel she stayed in, was a nightmare come true.
She called me every night, with stories 'bout the mold,
And how that place just chilled her, left her feeling cold.

[Chorus]
Now she's coming home to Bogota, where she belongs,
Out of that rat hole, where everything went wrong.
I can't wait to hold her, and keep her safe and warm,
She's out of that I.H.G, back where love's the norm.

[Verse 2]
She said the bed was lumpy, and the walls were thin,
Couldn't get a wink of sleep, the noise was creeping in.
The air was stale and heavy, the staff didn't care,
But now she's heading homeward, to the love we share.

[Chorus]
Now she's coming home to Bogota, where she belongs,
Out of that rat hole, where everything went wrong.
I can't wait to hold her, and keep her safe and warm,
She's out of that I.H.G, back where love's the norm.

[Bridge]
I'll meet her at the airport, with a rose in my hand,
Whisper in her ear, “Baby, I’m your biggest fan.”
We'll leave behind the troubles, of that awful stay,
In the warmth of Bogota, we’ll laugh and dance away.

[Chorus]
Now she's coming home to Bogota, where she belongs,
Out of that rat hole, where everything went wrong.
I can't wait to hold her, and keep her safe and warm,
She's out of that I.H.G, back where love's the norm.

[Outro]
Oh my sweet lady, who's finally coming home,
We'll leave behind that nightmare, and never feel alone.
From Miami’s misery, to Bogota's embrace,
In my arms she'll find her haven, in my heart her place.