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A            G   A       G           A       G A G
It's six o'clock on the dot and I'm halfway home
I feel foul-mouthed as I stand and wait for the Underground
And a nervous disposition doesn't agree with this
I need something to remind me that there is something else

Chorus:
 Bm         F#      A                G
You need a holiday somewhere in the sun
 Bm           F#                  A
With all the people who are waiting
                      G
There never seems to be one
 Bm             F#           A
Say something, say something else
 Bm             F#           A
Say something, say something else

Advertisements are here for rapid persuasion
If you stare too long, you lose your appetite
And a nervous disposition doesn't agree with this
You need fast relief from aches and stomach pains

chorus

A  G   A G   A G  A  G
One, two, three, four
Five, six, seven, eight
Nine, ten, eleven, twelve
Thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen
(You can have a holiday in the sun, yes
Ladies and gentlemen, one week only,
on special offer)

chorus