text: Drinkin my wine, makes me feel fine
  Gonna have me a holiday
  Poormans party, rich mans daughter
  Gettin hotter and hotter
  Shes pushin way too hard
  I dont want any part of her way
  Drinkin my wine, makes me feel fine
  Gonna have me a holiday
  Its a holiday, its a holiday
  Mama, mama, please no more Jaguars
  I dont want to be a pop star
  Mama, mama, please no more deckhands
  I dont want to be a sailor man
  Mama, mama, please no more facelifts
  I just dont know which one you is
  Mama, mama, please no more husbands
  Drinkin my wine, wastin my time
  Hidin out in my rented dream
  Lookin for attention
  A cover story mention in
  Life magazine
  Ask the chauffeur who he knows
  Numbers hes got, lots of those
  Drinkin my wine, spendin my time
  Tryin to run from this Halloween
  Its a holiday, its a holiday
  Mama, mama, please no more Jaguars
  I dont want to be a pop star
  Mama, mama, please no more deckhands
  I dont wanna be a sailor man
  Mama, mama, please no more facelifts
  I just dont know which one you is
  Mama, mama, please no more husbands
  I dont know who my daddy is
  Its a holiday, its a holiday
  Look out the left, the captain said
  The lights down there, thats where well land
  Saw a falling star burning
  High above the Las Vegas sand
  It wasnt the one that you gave to me
  That night down south between the trailers
  Not the early one that you wish upon
  Not the northern one that guides in the sailors
  Youve got that touch so gentle and sweet
  But youve got that look so cryptical
  Cant talk to you babe, you know I get so weak
  Sometimes I think that love is just mythical
  Up theres a heaven, down theres a town
  Blackness everywhere any little lights shine
  Blackness, blackness draggin me down
  Come on light a candle in this heart of mine
  Starbright, starbright, youve got the lovin that I like
  Turn this crazy bird around
  Should not have got on this flight tonight
  Im drinkin sweet champagne, got the headphones up high
  Cant numb you, cant drum you out of my mind
  Theyre singin, Goodbye baby
  Baby bye-bye
  Ooh! Love is blind
  Up go the flaps, down go the wheels
  Hope you got your heat turned on, baby
  Hope theyve finally fixed your automobile
  Hope its better when we meet again, babe
  Starbright, starbright, youve got the lovin that I like
  Turn this crazy bird around
  Should not have got on this flight tonight
  Should not have got on this flight tonight