Holiday

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 de de de de de de de de de de de de de de de de de de de de de de de de de de Yet millions of eyes can see Yet why am I so blind When the someone else is me It's unkind, it's unkind Ooh you're a holiday, ev'ry day, such a holiday Now it's my turn to say, and I say you're a holiday It's something I thinks worthwhile If the puppet makes you smile If now then you're throwing stones Throwing stones, throwing stones de de de de de de de de de de de de de de ©1967 Robin, Barry & Maurice Gibb from 'Bee Gees 1st'