Paroles de la chanson AIRBNB par Mike Gibbons

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Paroles de la chanson AIRBNB par Mike Gibbons

was on this job in Beaconsfield
I needed a cheap hotel
I’d had a couple of pints
But not like Marc Almond from Soft Cell
I’m barred from every Travelodge
But not for what you think
I wasn’t vaping out the window
I was shitting in the sink
So the options I had left were fairly limited to me
Premier Inn was full so I tried AirBNB

I found this room for eighty quid
It was dear at half the price
The bloke said it was a «garden room»
Which didn’t sound that nice
There was no TV or Wi-Fi
Or a place to pass my stools
And he made me share the room
With a selection of garden tools
I nearly froze to death that night
It dropped to minus 9
My cock and balls turned blue
I thought «That’s not a good sign»

If you need a cheap hotel
Then book AirBNB
You’ll get an insight into what it’s like
To be a refugee
A wafer thin pillow to lay your head
When he said «garden room» he meant «garden shed»
So if you want hypothermia, then just listen to me
No guarantees your nuts won’t freeze with AirBNB

The next night I complained
And so I got the room upstairs
The carpet came with complimentary ginger pubic hairs
He must have felt quite guilty
Cos as a little treat
He’d installed an insectocutor
As a source of light and heat
That was really handy having ultraviolet light
It helped me count the jizz stains, I found twenty that night

If you need a cheap hotel
Then book AirBNB
Bugs are getting electrocuted
As I make a cup of tea
A rock hard pillow to lay my head
The light goes dim, another moth dead
So if you don’t mind fly genocide, then just listen to me
Dried cum and insect holocaust at AirBNB

Inside the shower cubicle he’d hung this little sign
Saying «anyone caught pissing would incur a ten pound fine»
Left there on the bathroom hook were a pair of lady’s briefs
So now they’re mine, they fit just fine
If I tuck it underneath

So now I’m home I often think
About the crap time that I spent
In that shithole piss pot flea pit
So I’m putting my flat up for rent
There’s scorch marks round my light switch
And my front door’s off its hinge
One night my ex-wife prolapsed
So my sofa smells like minge
But looking on the bright side
I think I’ll be alright
I’ll rent it out to fetishists for 80 a night

If you need a cheap hotel
Book my AirBNB
There’s very little risk of catching hepatitis C
A manky old pillow to lay your head
The sofa’s stained with brown and red
So if you like fishy furnishings, then come and stay with me
It stinks of quim, but come on in, the porn channel’s free

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