Holiday

de Astrud Gilberto

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

It's something I thinks 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.

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

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