Tuesday 17 June 2014

That's our Hotel ( to the tune of That's Amore!)

Sing it with us. We know you want to.....

In Florentine
where sisters stay, 
And have to pay
here's what they say

When the hot water's cold and the lift smells of mould , that's our hotel
When the bar fridge ain't there and its cold everywhere, that's our hotel,

Take the lift, if you've a death wish, or you like a risk as they race to the ground floor, 
With the walls being paper thin, you hear everything , so they also hear you snore.

When the bed's made of wood and the tv's no good, that's our hotel
When your feet cannot reach when you sit on the seat, it's no fun

When you stay here I swear, you'll hear us declare at the hotel
It's the price that we pay for a fun trip away at the hotel!



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