Yetties - Costa Del Dorset lyrics

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 CH) Aye diddle diddle aye diddle diddle aye 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 gla** 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