Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Costa del Margate, artist - Connie Constance. Date of issue: 22.10.2020
Song language: English
Costa del Margate |
| We’ve almost made it past the honeymoon stage |
| Feels like I’ve known you my whole life and only yesterday |
| Sometimes we’re silent sometimes we’ve got a lot to say |
| So in the moment, we don’t talk too much anyway |
| I got better at loving me since you came my way |
| Don’t know where we’re going but I don’t want a thing to change |
| When we go MIA it’s a grat escape |
| Rock skipping waves in Costa dl Margate |
| And it’s you playing it cool |
| But that’s fine with me that’s fine with me |
| We’re on shrooms on the log flumes |
| Straight to the beach and down to the sea |
| Don’t! |
| You! |
| Want! |
| To! |
| Come! |
| With! |
| Me! |
| Down! |
| Some! |
| Where! |
| Lovely! |
| Out of! |
| Town! |
| Don’t want to put a name on this but you got hold of my heart and you’re pulling |
| Say say you’re good enough for m |
| Say say you’re rubbing off on me |
| In the movies the pay for this |
| You’re so natural when you’re kissing me |
| Say say you’re bad enough for me |
| Say say you’re good enough |
| I got better at loving me when you came my way |
| Rock skipping waves in Costa del Margate |
| And it’s you playing it cool |
| But that’s fine with me that’s fine with me |
| We’re on shrooms on the log flumes |
| Straight to the beach and down to the sea |
| Would you marry me if I won the lotto |
| Santa baby take you down the grotto |
| Didn’t think I’d make two tomorrow |
| Do you have a bag of tea for me to borrow |
| One two three too many nights |
| Up late and I’m still high |
| I see the early mornings |
| And she’s the only sure thing |
| Straight to the deep end |
| And I will love you |
| All the waveforms carry you all the way home |
| And it’s you playing it cool |
| But that’s fine with me that’s fine with me |
| We’re on shrooms on the log flumes |
| Straight to the beach and down to the sea |
| You’re not falling you’re floating |
| He says my soul is certi 'cos it’s British made |
| I told him I’m from all over but I’m here to stay |
| And it’s you playing it cool |
| But that’s fine with me that’s fine with me |
| And we’re on shrooms on the log flumes |
| Down to the beach and into the sea |