Holiday by Outlaws
Jones
After takin' nearly every shady lady home
I got an itchy feelin' under my skin
So I grabbed my rags and packed my bags
And got back on the road again
To look for paradise
I needed sugar and spice
I really needed a holiday
My main concern was which direction to turn
I was lookin' forward to the treat
There's no parallel, it's stranger than hell
To pull the rug from under my feet
I've been lovin' everything in sight
Still this time I knew the feelin' was right
'Cause I wanted everyday to be
A holiday
When it's in paradise
Well, love's a holiday
When it's a-sugar and spice
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