Lyrics rewritten, and strongly inspired by a real life story.
I saw a sign back there on the side of the road
There’s only 21 kilometres to go!I rented a car
It was as big as a whale
I was heading on down to the love shack with my babyIt was the kind of Chrysler
That could’ve seated 20 or more
If you don’t mind the lack of seatbelts,
And you’re ok on the floorOh the love shack was an airbnb
that was going pretty cheapWe thought “stay away fools”,
‘cause love rules, at the love shack
That’s why it’s called that, The Love Shack
But the pictures didn’t look like that…
Oh god, is that a rat?
I’ll get my money backOh the love shack was an airbnb
that was going pretty cheap, admittedly.Instead of huggin’ and a-kissin’
and a-dancin’ and a-lovin’
We are wearing next to nothin’
‘cause it’s hotter than an oven
The aircon’s kind of shitty,
it was bought in 1960
by an overseas investor
who has not maintained the propertyThe whole shack shimmies,
The tin roof’s rusted,
the doorbell’s busted,
So bang, bang, bang on the door baby
or we can’t hear youGlitter on the mattress
Black mould on the ceiling
The next door neighbour’s dealingFolks lining up
Folks lining up outside
Folks lining up outside (is that a balaclava?)
Bang bang bang on the doorFolks lining up
Folks lining up outside
Folks lining up
Bang bang bang on the doorOh the love shack was an airbnb
that was going pretty cheap