Holiday
by Nazareth
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Drinkin´ my wine, makes me feel fine,
Gonna have me a holiday
Poorman´s party, rich man´s daughter,
Gettin´ hotter and hotter.
She´s pushin´ way too hard
I don´t want any part of her way
Drinkin´ my wine, makes me feel fine,
Gonna have me a holiday.
It´s a holiday, it´s a holiday
Mama, mama, please no more jaguars
I don´t want to be a pop star
Mama, mama, please no more deckhands
I don´t want to be a sailor man
Mama, mama, please no more facelifts
I just don´t know which one you is
Mama, mama, please no more husbands
Drinkin´ my wine, wastin´ my time
Hidin´ out in my rented dream
Lookin´ for attention
A cover story mention in
Life magazine
Ask the chauffeur who he knows
Numbers he´s got, lots of those.
Drinkin´ my wine, spendin´ my time
Tryin´ to run from this halloween.
It´s a holiday, it´s a holiday
Mama, mama, please no more jaguars
I don´t want to be a pop star
Mama, mama, please no more deckhands
I don´t wanna be a sailor man
Mama, mama, please no more facelifts
I just don´t know which one you is
Mama, mama, please no more husbands
I don´t know who my daddy is.
It´s a holiday, it´s a holiday
Gonna have me a holiday
Poorman´s party, rich man´s daughter,
Gettin´ hotter and hotter.
She´s pushin´ way too hard
I don´t want any part of her way
Drinkin´ my wine, makes me feel fine,
Gonna have me a holiday.
It´s a holiday, it´s a holiday
Mama, mama, please no more jaguars
I don´t want to be a pop star
Mama, mama, please no more deckhands
I don´t want to be a sailor man
Mama, mama, please no more facelifts
I just don´t know which one you is
Mama, mama, please no more husbands
Drinkin´ my wine, wastin´ my time
Hidin´ out in my rented dream
Lookin´ for attention
A cover story mention in
Life magazine
Ask the chauffeur who he knows
Numbers he´s got, lots of those.
Drinkin´ my wine, spendin´ my time
Tryin´ to run from this halloween.
It´s a holiday, it´s a holiday
Mama, mama, please no more jaguars
I don´t want to be a pop star
Mama, mama, please no more deckhands
I don´t wanna be a sailor man
Mama, mama, please no more facelifts
I just don´t know which one you is
Mama, mama, please no more husbands
I don´t know who my daddy is.
It´s a holiday, it´s a holiday