Costa Del Dorset Lyrics - Singles - Yetties

Oo ah 

Everyone's off to España 

Off to the sun and the sea 

I wonder why they all go there 

All fiesta no siesta 

Can't understand what they're saying 

All the ole and si si 

I likes it where they talks homely 

Costa del Dorset for me 

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Quack quack quack 

Aye diddle diddle aye diddle diddle aye 

Quack quack quack 

Aye diddle diddle aye diddle diddle aye 

Quack quack quack 

Costa del Dorset for me 

I went to a typical café 

For some of their real English tea 

It came in a glass with some lemon 

Taste like poison an' it got flies on 

They gave me a gr't big paella 

Of rice puddin' bubble and squeak 

I brought a load home for me rhubarb 

And it grew seven feet in a week 

CH