Schadenfreude
Schadenfreude, schadenfreude, schadenfreude, schadenfreude
Can you believe our luck?
You couldn't make it up
Sure I booked a double
But now we have a twin
We both deserve a break
One foreign trip away
But the seven-day forecast
Is only clouds and rain
Airline has lost our bags
Forgot the duty-free fags
Hoping to get some shags
But she's in a mood
Laying down on our beds
Whoever cleaned this place?
The duvet has crusty stains
And smells of fried food
Went on the balcony
Seeking tranquillity
But scaffold and hairy arse
Is all that I see
Thought things were looking up
When the sun started coming up
We went and bought some trunks
On sunbeds they lay in the sun
Then suddenly a familiar voice
A voice that nagged him to death
No mistake, the voice of his ex-wife
The bitch took him to the cleaners
Got custody of their children
Half his salary and his pension
Then she taps him on the shoulder and say 'Hi'
Schadenfreude, schadenfreude, schadenfreude, schadenfreude
I had to double take
She'd lost a lot of weight
Looked happy and content
With her new bloke
Of all the fucking places
In all the fucking world
My ex-wife and her man
In the same fucking hotel
I want to check out now
Find a new hotel now
Anywhere but here right now
Just away from this hell
She sneered 'Is she with you?'
'The one with the big tattoos?'
'The topless one with the thong?'
I said, 'What's wrong with you?'
Girlfriend squared up to her
Barked, 'Stop dogging me up'
'Lookin' down your nose at me'
She suddenly grabs her by the hair
It all started kicking off
Can you believe my luck?
I just want an easy life
In the midst of a cat fight
Sprawled on sunbeds
They fight in the sun
The moans of a familiar voice
A voice that nagged him to death
No mistake, the moans of his ex-wife
The bitch took him to the cleaners
Got custody of their children
Half his salary and his pension
Then she taps him on the shoulder and say 'Hi'
Can you believe our luck?
You couldn't make it up
Sure I booked a double
But now we have a twin
We both deserve a break
One foreign trip away
But the seven-day forecast
Is only clouds and rain
Airline has lost our bags
Forgot the duty-free fags
Hoping to get some shags
But she's in a mood
Laying down on our beds
Whoever cleaned this place?
The duvet has crusty stains
And smells of fried food
Went on the balcony
Seeking tranquillity
But scaffold and hairy arse
Is all that I see
Thought things were looking up
When the sun started coming up
We went and bought some trunks
On sunbeds they lay in the sun
Then suddenly a familiar voice
A voice that nagged him to death
No mistake, the voice of his ex-wife
The bitch took him to the cleaners
Got custody of their children
Half his salary and his pension
Then she taps him on the shoulder and say 'Hi'
Schadenfreude, schadenfreude, schadenfreude, schadenfreude
I had to double take
She'd lost a lot of weight
Looked happy and content
With her new bloke
Of all the fucking places
In all the fucking world
My ex-wife and her man
In the same fucking hotel
I want to check out now
Find a new hotel now
Anywhere but here right now
Just away from this hell
She sneered 'Is she with you?'
'The one with the big tattoos?'
'The topless one with the thong?'
I said, 'What's wrong with you?'
Girlfriend squared up to her
Barked, 'Stop dogging me up'
'Lookin' down your nose at me'
She suddenly grabs her by the hair
It all started kicking off
Can you believe my luck?
I just want an easy life
In the midst of a cat fight
Sprawled on sunbeds
They fight in the sun
The moans of a familiar voice
A voice that nagged him to death
No mistake, the moans of his ex-wife
The bitch took him to the cleaners
Got custody of their children
Half his salary and his pension
Then she taps him on the shoulder and say 'Hi'
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Writer(s): Steve Meat
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