Problems Later Lyrics

It was on Sunday when you told me to leave
we took our suitcases full of shit,
when we arrive at the motel we saw
the receptionist was scratching his but.

The food was awful and our bed was so hard,
the stench of toilette made me cry.
It doesn't care where you want to arrive
if you spend it with someone the facts of your life

And now it's time to enjoy that trip,
the problems later,
Forget all the moments we haven't been near
they're always painful.

We went to the center to see some good chicks
but there's nobody in the main street
after some beers and a couple of hours
we were singing in front of someone's house

Now has arrived our time to return,
but our car has started to burn,
without transport and no money in cash,
we decided to sleep there another night.

And now it's time to enjoy that trip,
the problems later,
forget all the moments we haven't been near
they're always painful

(Thanks to wa for these lyrics)