Costa Del Sombre
Fully covered up on an oily beach
A flat or apartment, just a little out of reach
An ignorance of language but a love of speech
Costa Del Sombre
Deliberately using words he knows are incorrect
Broken English brings a kind of new respect
When he tries to say he's sorry in local dialect
The gulf between
She was sort of lonely
He was lonely too
So, when they both took to the dance floor
They knew just what to do
Yes, sir, he could boogie
She could boogie too
The steps she'd been saving up
Since 1972
Desperate little feeling that you lost in life
That every minute ex-husband gains a second wife
That the sun that blinds you now one day will twist the knife
Costa Del Sombre
Speaking different language but it's loud and clear
The dark eyes of the picador are about to spear
It's the very reason she feels so wanted here
The gulf between
She was sort of lonely
He was lonely too
So, when they both took to the dance floor
They knew just what to do
Yes, sir, he could boogie
She could boogie too
The steps she'd been saving up
Since 1972
Halfway to Villa Verde
From the old village green
Coaxing conversation
To sombrero dreams
When conversation's lively
And home life's so dull
And the sun burns up your face
Just yards from your skull
She was sort of lonely
He was lonely too
So, when they both took to the dance floor
They knew just what to do
Yes, sir, he could boogie
She could boogie too
The steps she'd been saving up
Since 1972
A flat or apartment, just a little out of reach
An ignorance of language but a love of speech
Costa Del Sombre
Deliberately using words he knows are incorrect
Broken English brings a kind of new respect
When he tries to say he's sorry in local dialect
The gulf between
She was sort of lonely
He was lonely too
So, when they both took to the dance floor
They knew just what to do
Yes, sir, he could boogie
She could boogie too
The steps she'd been saving up
Since 1972
Desperate little feeling that you lost in life
That every minute ex-husband gains a second wife
That the sun that blinds you now one day will twist the knife
Costa Del Sombre
Speaking different language but it's loud and clear
The dark eyes of the picador are about to spear
It's the very reason she feels so wanted here
The gulf between
She was sort of lonely
He was lonely too
So, when they both took to the dance floor
They knew just what to do
Yes, sir, he could boogie
She could boogie too
The steps she'd been saving up
Since 1972
Halfway to Villa Verde
From the old village green
Coaxing conversation
To sombrero dreams
When conversation's lively
And home life's so dull
And the sun burns up your face
Just yards from your skull
She was sort of lonely
He was lonely too
So, when they both took to the dance floor
They knew just what to do
Yes, sir, he could boogie
She could boogie too
The steps she'd been saving up
Since 1972
Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Ralph Noblett, Paul David Heaton
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