The revenge of Whitley Bay
Whitley Bay you tinker
You like revenge served cold
You took your time to pay me back
For words you found too bold
Oh come on Tyneside by the sea
You fed us quite a week
Torrential rain and stormy skies
With summer at its peak.;
This year we went for culture
A few miles further on
The weather was magnificent
Whatever could go wrong
Then we caught the virus
Our plans are all in bits
Whitley bay you stinker
You really are the pits
But when we saw the forecast
Uploaded from the Met
We laughed and laughed our socks off
Cos you’ll be awfully wet
You’ve saved us from a soaking
Like the one you sent last year
We’ll chill at home in comfort
Til the dark clouds disappear.
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