Holiday

(álbum: Bee Gees' 1st - 1967)

Ooh you're a holiday, such a holiday
Ooh you're a holiday, such a holiday

It's something I think's worthwhile
If the puppet makes you smile
If not then you're throwing stones
Throwing stones, throwing stones

Ooh it's a funny game
Don't believe that it's all the same
Can't think what I've just said
Put the soft pillow on my head

Millions of eyes can see
Yet why am I so blind
When the someone else is me
It's unkind, it's unkind

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De de de de de de, de de
De, de de de de de
De de de de de de, de de

Yet millions of eyes can see
Yet why am I so blind
When the someone else is me
It's unkind, it's unkind

Ooh you're a holiday
Every day, such a holiday
Now it's my turn to say
And I say you're a holiday

It's something I think's worthwhile
If the puppet makes you smile
If not then you're throwing stones
Throwing stones, throwing stones

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De de de de de de, de de
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