Double double toil and trouble Fire burn and cauldron bubble Take me to a clear blue ocean Where I can take my mystic potion Oh how I need this trip away Somewhere warm and pretty with fiery sun rays Without dismay, I'll get this booked Whenever I find the perfect nook I'll add frogs' legs and rats galore This potion's evil and so much more I wonder where it'll fly me to I must remember to pack my broom Unveil the passion in my heart It'll flicker and flash like a big spark Send some magic through to Spain Or somewhere hot where it can't rain Aha I've found it, the perfect deal Hotel, flights and even a meal So Gran Canaria, where do you lie? Oh there you are, you're a Canary Isle Sitting in the Atlantic Ocean An easy spell will conjure that potion I can catch the flight and fly straight over 4 hours or less then it's all over Gran Canaria's for me What a perfect choice Sand dunes galore It sounds very nice Playa Del ingles is the resort, where I'll stay With sand and sun all the way The nightlife's frantic and full of life The gay scene is also huge and rife I'll travel around to see what's what And apply extra sun cream as those sun rays are hot Maspalomas is near and so I might visit Or maybe Meloneras where it's not as busy The charming beach is the perfect place To lay and rest my hot head and face Oh hear these words oh hear my cry Abolish this umbrella and let me fry Sublime, splendid, pretty what else? Oh yes I know...
it's full of spice The sea is warm and glitters with grace This classical isle is a unique space I must concoct this to a 'T' To make my trip run smooth indeed Gran Canaria holidays have so much potential And this is it...
in a nutshell