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 | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA F# G Bm |