Do you complain about the Immigrant next door? Lyrics:- You drive your car from Germany Down the road to the English bakery You holiday in Bali You love eating Polish salami Your numbers are Arabic and your letters are Latin You buy Ties from Hong Kong made of satin And you complain, there's an immigrant next door Your movies are American, your coffee's Brazilian Your Vodka's Russian, your Pizza's Italian Your electronics are made in Japan You eat Spanish Olives out of a can Your kebab is Turkish and your humour is Jewish I'm sure you must feel at least a little bit foolish Because still you complain, there's an immigrant next door You like to French kiss young girls from Thailand After you dull them with whiskey from Ireland Your shirt is Indian and your tea is Tamil You smell a little like an Afghan camel Most your Ancestors were foreign born On a Chinese PC you watch Russian porn But still you complain, there's an immigrant next door Still you complain, there's an immigrant next door
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