Philadelphia Grand Jury

Wet Winter Holiday
My boss doesn't believe, a word I sayHe's on my case, for being so lateAll the timeI've been dreaming of a wet winter holidayThe sun breaks my heart, while it radiates meI've been working so hard, while the rich kids playAll the timeAre you dreaming of a wet winter holiday too?I've been dreaming of a wet winter holiday with youAnd if the summer wants to comeCan't we push it back, just a week or two?You can call me mad, you can call me insaneYou can call me Matthew, Mark, Luke, Peter, John or JamesAll the timeAre you dreaming of a wet winter holiday too?I've been dreaming of a wet winter holiday with youAnd if the summer wants to comeCan't we push it back, just a week or two?I've packed my bags, I've bought my ticketI've thought it through, you smell terrificI'm ready babe, so please don't make me wait (I've been dreaming) x4 Aus Songtexte Mania