Señor Benidorm

Home from her holidays
Smitten and in a daze
She says it's just a phase, you'll see
I've only a guitar, he owns a Tapas bar
Now she's forever starved
Hungry

She's with that, ohhh
Spanish prat, ohhh
Always, always, always

On the Costa Blanca sands
Paella, new fella
His chorizo in her hands
With Señor Benidorm

I bought her tortilla
She's fraught and angrier
Slurping a sangria, nightmare
It can't be over yet
She says I am sorry pet

And nicked off on Easyjet
Back there
She's with that, ohhh
Spanish prat, ohhh
Always, always, always
On the Costa Blanca sands
With Señor Benidorm

Now I was outta luck
I've no recipe book
And she knows I cannot cook
Pinchos
Off to his Spanish pad
I knew that I'd been had
It's over now, it's adios

She's with that, ohhh
Spanish prat, ohhh
Always, always, always

On the Costa Blanca sands
Paella, new fella
His chorizo in her hands
With Señor Benidorm