It’s six o’clock on the dot and I’m half way home
I feel foul mouthed as I stand and wait for the underground
And a nervous disposition doesn’t agree with this
I need something to remind me that there is something else
You need a holiday somewhere in the sun
With all the people who are waiting there never seems to be one
Say something, say something else
Say something, say something else
Advertisements are here for rapid persuasion
If you stare to long you loose your appetite
And a nervous disposition doesn’t agree with this
You need fast relief from stomach pains
I need a holiday somewhere in the sun
With all the people who are waiting there never seems to be one
Say something, say something else
Say something, say something else
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You need a holiday somewhere in the sun
With all the people who are waiting there never seems to be one
Say something, say something else
Say something, say something else
Say something, say something else
Say something, say something else
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