Babcia Basia Takes Alicante

[Verse]
Babcia Basia packs her bag
A floral scarf and a little flag
No time to waste no time to lag
She’s off to catch her dream

Her shoes are old her heart is young
She hums a tune it’s never sung
A Polish twist on every tongue
The world’s a golden beam

[Chorus]
Babcia Basia wsiada Alicante
Dancing steps and shoes so fancy
Clicking heels her joy’s not chancy
Babcia’s got her groove

She waves goodbye the plane takes flight
Her spirit soars into the night
Babcia Basia feels just right
She’s got nothing to prove

[Verse 2]
The streets of Spain they call her name
Every corner feels the same
Laughter sparks a little flame
In her seasoned soul

She twirls she spins she owns the floor
Life’s a party and she wants more
The wind it whispers amor amor
She’s finally whole