[Intro] [chant cold open, dead silence then beat SLAMS, cowbell hit on the snap] C-U-N-T (cunt!) Holi-holi-day C-U-N-T (cunt!) Holi-holi-day [single snap, full kit kicks in] Pool looks good today Pack your shame, bébé Mini-mini, bar tab pretty-shitty [whole band drops in — kick, claps, plucked bass, FM bells] [Verse 1] [bratty rich-girl half-laughing delivery, cowbell + tambourine groove, plucked bass walking] You sent six texts and a CVS rose I sent one pic from a hotel robe You packed your guilt in a gold lamé case I wore red lips and a black-card face Bellboy smirked when I dropped your name Ice in the bucket, sweat in champagne [Pre-Chorus] [stair-step rising synth, claps doubling each bar, snare roll building tension] You beg, I stretch You pay, I grin You call it fate I call it a win Say it again — (again!) Say it again — (AGAIN!) [DEAD STOP — one beat of pure silence] [Chorus] [huge candy-bright hook, sidechain pump breathing under everything, vocals stacked four-deep with breathy candy harmonies, FM-bell lead doubles vocal in stereo unison, French-house disco strings sweep, gated-reverb claps] It's a cunt holi-holi-day Put your paycheck in the tray (s'il vous plaît!) Poolside praise, first-class scream You want soft — what a faggy dream! It's a CUNT holiday I don't kneel, I sip rosé (rosé!) Shake that ice till the glitter sprays I came sun-drunk, you left so gay (gay, gay, gay) [Post-Chorus] [strip everything to plucked bass + claps + chant, sparse and bouncy, candy ad-libs filling the gaps] Mini-mini (mini-mini) Bar tab pretty-pretty (pretty-pretty) Oui oui, bébé (oui oui!) Charge it to his pity-pity Holiday (holiday) Hands up for the mess I made Holiday (holiday) Mama needs a motorcade [Verse 2] [meaner and tighter, faster ad-libs ("ha!" "mwah!"), tambourine doubled, plucked bass walking] Your best excuse wore a linen shirt Slipped right off with a little dirt You said "be kind" — I nearly choked Bit the olive, whole room broke You begged for mercy by the minibar I said "à la carte," took the better car [Pre-Chorus 2] [faster claps, snare doubles, vocal getting more bratty, riser building] You bleed, I bloom You fold, I grin You crack, I laugh You pray, I sin Say it again — (again!) Say it again — (AGAIN!) [DEAD STOP] [Chorus] [huge candy-bright hook, sidechain pump, vocals stacked four-deep, FM-bell lead doubles vocal in stereo unison, disco strings sweep] It's a cunt holi-holi-day Put your paycheck in the tray (s'il vous plaît!) Poolside praise, first-class scream You want soft — what a faggy dream! It's a CUNT holiday I don't kneel, I sip rosé (rosé!) Shake that ice till the glitter sprays I came sun-drunk, you left so gay (gay, gay, gay) [Post-Chorus] [strip to plucked bass + claps + chant, sparse, candy ad-libs in the gaps] Mini-mini (mini-mini) Bar tab pretty-pretty (pretty-pretty) Oui oui, bébé (oui oui!) Charge it to his pity-pity Holiday (holiday) Hands up for the mess I made Holiday (holiday) Mama needs a motorcade [Bridge] [half-time, hazy, vinyl crackle bleeds in, single close-mic dry vocal, sparse plucked synth, fruit-cart shimmer, suite-key intimacy] White robe, wet tile Fruit on a silver cart You thought I came for you — I came for the art Half a lime in a lipstick glass Suite key warm under my tongue Every promise by the pool Came undone, came undone [Pre-Drop] [building under everything, claps and risers stacking, kick drops out, reverse cymbal swelling toward release] You touched my sleeve like a man in debt I smiled so sweet the chandeliers sweat Three — two — one — [PURE SILENCE for half a beat] Holiday! [EVERYTHING SLAMS BACK IN, key lifts up a half-step, gospel-stacked harmonies, bells doubled] [Final Chorus] [maximum pop explosion, key up, every voice stacked wide, FM bells doubled on hook, strings full, hand claps everywhere, glittering top end] It's a cunt holi-holi-day Tip the valet, walk away (away!) Tan lines, cash, a scandal grin You want one more chance — I want your twin! It's a CUNT holiday Left your manhood at the buffet (buffet!) Sip that cunt through a paper straw Smile for staff, then break the law [Final Payoff] [smug, breathless, full vocal stack panned wide, candy harmonies sparkling on top] I don't do refunds, I don't do grace I do room service with a pretty face You wanted love, I wanted paid Cunt holiday — and I got laid! [Outro] [chant strip down, hand claps, scattered ad-libs, laughter, slow fade with vinyl crackle] C-U-N-T (cunt!) All caps money (money!) C-U-N-T (cunt!) S'il vous plaît, adore me Mini-mini (mini-mini) Bar tab pretty-pretty (pretty-pretty) Oui oui, bébé (oui oui!) C'est la vie, bébé Bon voyage, bébé Cunt — holi-holi — day (holiday, holiday) [laughter fade]
