This is not a holiday

[Verse 1]
This is not a holiday
Let's call this what it really is
Hot, humid, and lonely
Just in a different country
Where I don't speak the language
I just kick sand in my own eye
I don't know, is that expensive?
Everything is so dry

[Chorus]
Hot, humid, and lonely
Hot, humid, and lonely
Hot, humid, and lonely
Hot, humid, and lonely

[Verse 2]
The dogs in the alley they bark all night
And I've been bitten all over
This was a terrible idea (so fuck off)
I'm losing my composure
So I ran out of money last night
I've got eight days to go
And I've burnt my eyes, my skin's falling off
Sitting in the shade alone, pissed off

[Chorus]
Hot, humid, and lonely
Hot, humid, and lonely
Hot, humid, and lonely
Hot, humid, and lonely
Hot, humid, lonely
Hot, humid! Ha!
Ha
A-ha-haaa

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