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letra de viva costa del sol - dustin the turkey

[intro: intercom & dustin]
final call for passengers: dustin, hacksaw, skunk and the monkey gibbons
please make your way to gate twenty six as your flight is now closing
leg ‘er lads! gate twenty six!

[verse 1: dustin]
we’re all flying off to puerto banús
four young bulls let off on the loose
fifty quid between us sure we’ll all have a ball
viva costa del sol

[verse 2: dustin]
there’s a fiesta down in playa des ingles
pity me luggage fell out over finglas
once we’re in the sun it doesn’t matter at all
viva costa del sol

[skit 1: dustin]
bonjournos señorita
could you direct mе-ones me and me matе-os to the apartments el cucaracho por favor?
over there
well, it’ll be nice when it’s finished lads
who cares! to the beach señores!

[verse 3: dustin]
baking on the sand just catchin’ the rays
forgot me factor fifty and later i’ll pay
met flamenco dancers, said to give them a call (wahoo!)
viva costa del sol
[skit 2: dustin & flamenco dancer]
alright-o lads, best behaviour-one, it’s the flamenco lovelies
“pleased to meet you señoritas from the beaches”
“hola”
alright, a tad more señors than señoritas, musta been the sun in me eyes
leg it, lads!

[verse 4: dustin]
back at the hotel and the roof’s just caved in
no more money, we’ll be eatin’ from the bins
hacksaw’s diarrhoea is a pain in the…
viva costa del sol

[skit 3: dustin]
excuse me, [?] me and me mate-os are over on the quinnsworth stampos, comprende?
well me mate, hacksaw, has a dose of the [?] in the [?] region from eatin’ too much of your paelleo, comprende?
oh right, you’re a carpet shop
ehh, ou est le jax-o?

[verse 5: dustin]
hacksaw wants a donkey but i told him to pass
we have monkey gibbons, sure we have our own ass
he bought some maracas, he drove us up the wall
viva costa del sol

[verse 6: dustin]
time to head home-o after two weeks of sun
standin’ on the plane because we all burnt our bums
adios amigos, we’ll be back one and all
back to the costa del sol
[skit 4: dustin]
right lads, off with the seatbelts you lot
we’re all ambassadors for our country
stand up for the national anthem
here we go: “olé…”
ah hold on
monkey! sit down that’s the macarena you’re doing!
here trolley dolly, what am i supposed to eat: the sandwiches or the plastic tray? because the tray tastes nicer? huah-ha
jeez, she’s got a few air miles on her anyway, boys
will someone wake up the pilot? we’re off flying over holyhead
we’re not landing in knock?
oh no!

[outro: dustin]
viva costa del sol
viva costa del sol
viva costa del sol
viva costa del sol

shut up!
i said will ya shut up!

- dustin the turkey

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