Lyrics:

Drinkin My Wine, Makes Me Feel Fine
gonna Have Me A Holiday
poor Mans Party, Rich Mans Daughter
gettin Hotter And Hotter

shes Pushin Way Too Hard
i Dont Want Any Part Of Her Way
drinkin My Wine, Makes Me Feel Fine
gonna Have Me A Holiday

its A Holiday... Its A Holiday

chorus

mama Mama Please, No More Jaguars
i Dont Want To Be A Pop Star
mama Mama Please, No More Deckhands
i Dont Want To Be A Sailor Man
mama Mama Please, No More Face Lifts
i Just Dont Know Which One You Is
mama Mama Please, No More Husbands
(I Dont Know Who My Daddy Is)

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 Hes Got, Lots Of Those

drinkin My Wine, Spendin My Time
tryin To Run From This Halloween

its A Holiday... Its A Holiday

(Chorus)

its A Holiday... Its A Holiday