Holiday lyrics

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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