Jacqueline
| Jacqueline was seventeen |
| Working on a desk |
| When Ivor peered above her spectacles |
| Forgot that he had wrecked a girl |
| Sometimes these eyes |
| Forget the face they're peering from |
| When the face they peer upon |
| Well, you know |
| That face as I do |
| And how in the return of the gaze |
| She can return you the face |
| That you are staring from |
| [Chorus] (x2) |
| It's always better on holiday |
| So much better on holiday |
| That's why we only work when |
| We need the money |
| Gregor was down again |
| Said Come on, kick me again |
| Said I'm so drunk |
| I don't mind if you kill me |
| Come on you gutless |
| Yeah I'm alive |
| Oh I'm alive |
| Oh I'm alive |
| And how I know it |
| But for chips and for freedom |
| I could die |
| [Chorus] (x3) |
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