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作词 : P Diaz

作曲 : P Diaz/Peter Diaz

Workin' nine to five tryin' to make some bread

By the time the summer's there, I'm ready for a break

Pack my bags and go down to sunny Spain

They say the weather's nice and it hardly ever rains

It's fun burning in the sun

Write the folks home, shame they couldn't come

Check the nightlife, gonna jitterbug and jive

Once a year here, women and the wine

Nice weather, nice weather

Whoa, gotta get away

Nice weather, nice weather

Whoa, gotta get away

Up and down the pier, strollin' with my beer

Eyin' all them Yardies, all them chicks are very beat

See the latest fashions, all them would-be rich

Lovely señoritas only waiting to get hitched

What a great time, isn't it divine?

Write the folks home, shame they haven't flown

What a great life, if you only close your eyes

To the real life, this is paradise

Nice weather, nice weather

Whoa, I gotta get away

Nice weather, nice weather

Whoa, gotta get away

Workin' nine to five tryin' to make some bread

By the time the summer's there, I'm ready for a break

Pack my bags and go down to sunny Spain

They say the weather's nice and it hardly ever rains

It's fun burning in the sun

Write the folks home, shame they couldn't come

Check the nightlife, gonna jitterbug and jive

Once a year here, women and the wine

Nice weather, nice weather

Whoa, I gotta get away

Nice weather, nice weather

Whoa, gotta get away

Nice weather, nice weather

Whoa, I gotta get away

Nice weather, nice weather

Whoa, gotta get away