The Outlaws (Southern Rock Band)
The Outlaws (Southern Rock Band)
The Outlaws (Southern Rock Band)
The Outlaws (Southern Rock Band)
The Outlaws (Southern Rock Band)
The Outlaws (Southern Rock Band)
The Outlaws (Southern Rock Band)
The Outlaws (Southern Rock Band)
The Outlaws (Southern Rock Band)
Jones
After takin' nearly every shady lady home
I got an itchy feelin' under my skin
So I grabbed my rags and packed my bags
And got back on the road again
To look for paradise
I needed sugar and spice
I really needed a holiday
My main concern was which direction to turn
I was lookin' forward to the treat
There's no parallel, it's stranger than hell
To pull the rug from under my feet
I've been lovin' everything in sight
Still this time I knew the feelin' was right
'Cause I wanted everyday to be
A holiday
When it's in paradise
Well, love's a holiday
When it's a-sugar and spice
It's sweet as a stolen kiss
It's strange in its own special way
Love, love, love's a holiday
Now it don't seem strange that the more I change
The more the feelin' inspires
Understanding's what a man protects
Love's what his poor soul desires
I've been lovin' everything in sight
Now this time I know the feeling's right
'Cause I know that everyday can be
A holiday
When you're in paradise
Well, love's a holiday
And it's a-sugar and spice
Well, love's a holiday
When you're in paradise
Well, love's a holiday
When it's a-sugar and spice
And all things nice
Holiday was written by Billy Jones (Outlaws).
Holiday was produced by Bill Szymczyk.