Verse 1: After taking 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'm needin' sugar and spice
I'm really needin' a holiday

Verse 2:
My main concern was which direction to turn
I was lookin' forward to the treat
there's no parallel, it's stranger than hell
pull the rug from under my feet
I've been lovin' everything in sight
still this time I knew the feelin' was
'cause I wanted everyday to be

Chorus:
A holiday, when it's in paradise
well love's a holiday, when it's a sugar and spice

Bridge:
It's sweet as a stolen kiss
and it's strange in it's own special way
love, love, love's a holiday

Verse 3:
Now it don't seem strange that the more I change
the more the feelin' inspires
understandin's what a man protects (protests?)
love's what his poor soul desires
I've been lovin' everything in sight
now this time I knew the feelin' was right
'cause I know that everyday can be

Repeat Chorus twice
and all things nice