It was a cold day in London Grabbed the yellow pages under the bed
'Indian summer', '10 days of wonder' 'Paradise is yours for í‚£50' I thought to myself that's it
Told the wife to pack the bag Forget about the plans we had She looked at me and shakes her head
But this may be the only chance we get We only get one life to live"
And we went to the middle of the
Our guide was there to meet us 'Welcome' sign to greet us Ten porters stood up like a wall Carried our bags to the hall
The custom man smiled to me "Tell me, sir, have you any more?" I looked at him and said, "That's all"
They drove us to the beach house I said, "Is this all ours?" They nodded and rolled out the bed I turned to my wife and said
"Ooh now honey, I guess it's still sunny Let's all go down for a dip
I saw the sea drawn from the sand I grabbed the wife and kids and ran
For this is the only life we have We'll make it up if we were bad"
The wave was a-pounding as we Scrambled up the mountain No one even dared to turn their head Just one slip and you're dead
Searching for her mum and dad A thin dress was all she had
We all broke down and wept
The girl had been with us all night My wife looked down at her and sighed
"Oh my darling, it's suddenly dawning But just take a look at those eyes