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Sitting on the bog in foreign parts, looking round for anything to wipe my arse, There's a second hand curry splattered round the rim, And red and black scrapings from an Arab's foreskin, You can't drink the water, you've got to boil it, All the women smell of Egyptian toilets, There's a s***ty clogged-up copper pipe sticking out of the bowl, Hosepipes, flies, foreign smells, no f***ing toilet roll. It was a cheap package holiday with a guarantee- You'll pass nothing solid 'til you're back in Macclesfield, They warned me not to eat the food, and everything's in litres, But they didn't expect to find a million sausage eaters, Squareheads in the pubs, Erics on the streets, Krauts in the bars, Jerries on the beach, Got to do something fast to clear away this s***, I'll have to wipe my bottom on a passing Fritz. Oi! Adolf! Shut your f***ing trap, Take your Merc and piss off back with your holiday schnapps (snaps), Oi! Adolf! Stop pushing in the queue, Try pushing into Poland and


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