Holiday In Albania

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I don’t want a fortnight on the Costa del Sol
Don’t wanna go to Bognor, it’s a plague-ridden hole
       A                    G     D
And it don’t fit in with my ideology
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Down the Adriatic to the Vlora Bay
Twenty pints of Fosters and I’m away
       A               G             D
‘Cause now I know just where I wanna be
  A      G                    D
Albania, that’s the place for me

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I used to like Bermuda but there’s too many lice
And last year I got herpes and that’s not very nice
   A                 G                D
So take me where the lemmings all run free
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We’ll boogie in Tirana to the latests sounds
Then to Girokastra and we’ll do the rounds
       A               G             D
‘Cause now I know just where I wanna be
  A      G                    D
Albania, that’s the place for me

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There really isn’t anything can match the charms
Of the tractor factories and the halibut farms
        A                  G            D
And the legend’ry football team, Partizani
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I don’t want a holiday in the sun
Two weeks in Albania’s much more fun
    A               G             D
And now I know just where I wanna be
  A      G                    D
Albania, that’s the place for me
         A      G                    D
I said Albania, that’s the place for me

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