Standing up I walk away
I break up for my holiday
Out of office its switch on
To let them know that I have gone
No more queuing at my desk
Sleepless days and sleepless nights
Trying to make the job run right
I’m out of office gone away
Waited long for this holiday
Sun and sand wind in my hair
Laze around without a care
02 09 2010
Chellaston
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