letra de holiday - papas fritas
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nine to five and i’m going out of my mind
you know what i mean
staring down the streetlights
watching all the uptights
reading magazines
i’m god’s gift to myself
guess i need some help
nine to five and i’m going out of my mind
take one of these — on your holiday
i still can’t breathe, but i feel okay
i don’t want to do the things that you do
i don’t want to hang around with you
take one of these — on your holiday
i still can’t breathe, but i feel okay
don’t move a muscle, just let it burn
don’t move a muscle, there’s one thing you should learn
that money’s something i could never earn
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