Holidays In The Sun

(álbum: Postcards From Italia - 2023)

Holidays in the sun
Holidays in the sun
Holidays in the sun
Holidays in the sun
Holidays in the sun
Holidays in the sun
Holidays in the sun
Holidays in the sun

Holidays in the sun
Holidays in the sun
Holidays in the sun
Holidays in the sun
Holidays in the sun
Holidays in the sun
Holidays in the sun
Holidays in the sun

Took a pack of cigs and a couple of beers
Down to the levee
I don't gotta hurry boy, I don't gotta worry
It's not that heavy
I got a lotta friends, I got a couple hoes
Let's drink some tequila down in sweet old Mexico
Sunset sunshine, ride it and a-ripping
Keep that negativity, I swear I don't be tripping 'cause

Holidays in the sun
Holidays in the sun
Holidays in the sun
Holidays in the sun
Holidays in the sun
Holidays in the sun
Holidays in the sun
Holidays in the sun

You could be my baby, I would love you so crazy
Oh would you let me?
Honey I'm a sinner but I swear I'm a winner
If you should test me
I am not a faker, a gambler or a fraud
I believe in love and I believe in going hard
You know I've got your back, uno number one
Baby come and fuck me, let's make love under the sun

It was a holiday
In the sun
It was a holiday
In the sun
It was a holiday
In the sun
It was a holiday
In the sun

Holidays in the sun
Holidays in the sun
Holidays in the sun
Holidays in the sun
Holidays in the sun
Holidays in the sun
Holidays in the sun
Holidays in the sun