Nothing says Dubai more than a re-worked Eagles cover performed by an oversized Leprechaun.

On a Sheikh Zayed Highway, Warm wind in my hair.
Warm smell of Sheesha, rising up through the air.
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light.
I said, “that’s either a stalagmite, or it’s the Burj Khalifa alright!”

A model met me at the doorway, and a big big bouncer as well.
I was thinking to myself, “This could be heaven or this could be hell!”
I asked if they took cobone discounts, she said “No Sir, NO WAY!”
There was a Paddyman singing in the corner, I thought I heard him say:

Welcome to the Hotel Burj Khalifa, such a lovely place, such a lovely place.
They’re living it up at the Hotel Burj Khalifa, any time of year, you can find it here.

So I called up room service, please bring me your best wine
He said, “That’ll be a million dirhams” and I said. ‘That’ll do just fine!”
So I drank it with chicken wings and hamburgers for fun.
And to wash down the chocolate cake, I ordered another one.

Last thing I remember I was running for the door.
They finally checked my credit card and their jaws dropped to the floor.
“Relax” said the night man. ‘I’m from country Kerry. I’ve been working here to pay my bill since 1963!”

Welcome to the Hotel Burj Khalifa, such a lovely place, such a lovely place.
They’re living it up at the Hotel Burj Khalifa, any time of year, you can find it here.

By The Paddyman