Jacqueline

Jacqueline was seventeen
 Working on a desk when
 Ivor peered above a spectacle
 Forgot that he had wrecked a girl
 Sometimes these eyes
 Forget the face they're peering from
 When the face they peer upon
 Well, you know that face as I do
 And how in the return of the gaze
 She can return you the face
 That you are staring from
 It's always better on holiday
 So much better on holiday
 That's why we only work when
 We need the money
 It's always better on holiday
 So much better on holiday
 That's why we only work when
 We need the money
 Gregor was down again
 Said, "Come on, kick me again"
 Said, "I'm so drunk
 I don't mind if you kill me"
 "Come on you gutless
 Yeah, I'm alive
 Oh, I'm alive
 Oh, I'm alive
 And how I know it
 But for chips and for freedom
 I could die
 It's always better on holiday
 So much better on holiday
 That's why we only work when
 We need the money
 It's always better on holiday
 So much better on holiday
 That's why we only work when
 We need the money
 It's always better on holiday
 So much better on holiday
 That's why we only work when
 We need the money
 It's always better on holiday
 So much better on holiday
 That's why we only work when
 We need the money