Holiday

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[Verse 1]
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After takin' nearly every shady lady home
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I got an itchy feelin' under my skin
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So I grabbed my rags and packed my bags
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And got back on the road again
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To look for paradise, I needed sugar and spice
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I really needed a holiday

[Verse 2]
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My main concern was which direction to turn
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I was lookin' forward to the treat
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There's no parallel, it's stranger than hell
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To pull the rug from under my feet
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I've been lovin' everything in sight
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Still this time I knew the feelin' was right
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'Cause I wanted everyday to be a holiday
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When it's in paradise, well, love's a holiday, when it's a-sugar and spice

[Instrumental]
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[Chorus]
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It's sweet as a stolen kiss
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It's strange in its own special way
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Love, love, love's a holiday

[Verse 3]
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Now it don't seem strange that the more I change
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The more the feelin' inspires
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Understanding's what a man protects
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Love's what his poor soul desires
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I've been lovin' everything in sight
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Now this time I know the feeling's right
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'Cause I know that everyday can be a holiday
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When you're in paradise, well, love's a holiday and it's a-sugar and spice
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Well, love's a holiday when you're in paradise
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Well, love's a holiday, when it's a-sugar and spice and all things nice...

[Outro]
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