Holiday Girl

With your long dark hair

And your sweet, shy look

You've got it all figured out

Play it by the book

 

And I can just sit tight

I can swallow my doubt

But I just can't see

How all of this works out

 

I'm not an oracle

This is historical

 

Well you're family's all here

In their sharp, pressed suits

They see us side by side

But they don't see the truth

 

The way you hold my hand

But you won't look at me

And I see through your smile

The way you grit your teeth

I'm not an oracle

This is historical

Oh wait a minute, everyone's looking

Don't make a scene in this picturesque movie

It's gonna be alright

If only just for tonight

My holiday girl