Room Eleven

Hey, Hey, Hey
Hey, hey, heyyou're on a holidayand you don't hear this song on repeatHey, hey, heyyou don't have to staywhat ever you wantwhat ever you needI wonder how many fingersfilthy from browsing through postcards with viewshave touched the sugarcubeI've put in my mouthto sweeten things upEverybody is just looking downon miniatures of important statuescomparing them at every boutiqueThey're cheaper over herebut those were biggerand there's no room in my suitcaseHey, hey, heyyou're on a holidayand you don't hear this song on repeatHey, hey, heyLetras de cancionesyou don't have to staywhat ever you wantwhat ever you needOh, the air is too humidThe food is shittyThe beds are too hardIt's far away from the beachThe only thing around the corneris the ATMWe spend our money at the hotel barHey, hey, heyyou're on a holidayand you don't hear this song on repeatHey, hey, heyyou don't have to staywhat ever you wantwhat ever you needBoring, ugly, hot, shittyThe weather's even worseSmelly, rotten, old, dirtyThey stole my purseBoring, ugly, hot, shittyThe weather's even worseSmelly, rotten, old, dirtyThey stole my purseWe didn't come here to be satisfiedWe didn't come here to be satisfiedWe didn't come here to be satisfiedNo, that's pretty difficultHey, hey, heyyou're on a holidayand you don't hear this song on repeatHey, hey, heyyou don't have to staywhat ever you wantwhat ever you need From Letras Mania