Holiday Story

Where is that face of his?
That hallway wall I've been waving at
His teacher grew a beard and wore a hat
Like a brunette acting ageless
But I recognized you
'Cause you were still a little brat

Well, I heard that long lost laugh
Through the monitors and floors
And elevator doors
And it's still ringing in my ears
Columbus Day in the showbiz game
After all them years
Imagine that
Imagine that

In the deep, deep heart of Texas
Where the big and lonely start
I'm in that other mission
Totally bought apart
Down that unhappy trail
I follow it every day
I don't know where you are
But I, I wish you'd go away
I wish you'd go away
On holiday
Holiday
Holiday
Holiday

Now the lights of your town
Attack my nightgown
A Billie Holiday story
The batteries have run down

Well, I went to Milwaukee
But they were out of beer
So I walked to New York
But no one was there
No one was there

It's a Billie Holiday
And I know you're closed
But sometimes you're the only place I can go
The only place I can go
On holiday
Holiday
Holiday
Holiday

Oh, it's a Billie Holiday
And I know you're closed
But sometimes you're the only place I can go
The only place I can go
On holiday
Holiday
Holiday
Holiday
Holiday
Holiday