Brian Goss
Текст песни Holiday

It always comes when youa#128##153#re not looking
And when she leaves therea#128##153#s not a sound
I met her at my best friends cabaret
When she was in town

She wants to take me on vacations
Let me rephrase that holiday
Her brothers got a villa in the south of France
Where we could stay

She said her father knew Timothy Leary
And she met him once when she was a kid
I asked if she had ever rode the white horse
She smiled and said that she did

She asked to sing six or seven songs
And she wants you all to sing along
She forgot the words to maybe three
Then she blamed me

Well shea#128##153#s cursing like a sailors daughter
And shea#128##153#s walking like shea#128##153#s running away

And the street lights flashing dona#128##153#t go
And the stop signs begging to stay

She told me dona#128##153#t look back in anger
Ia#128##153#m looking forward to moving on
She asked if she could keep the tea set
And put her in a song

She said her father new Timothy Leary
And she met him once when she was a kid
I asked if she had ever rode the white horse
She smiled and said that she did

Well shea#128##153#s cursing like a sailors daughter
And shea#128##153#s walking like shea#128##153#s running away
And the street lights flashing dona#128##153#t go
And the stop signs begging to stay