Dave: We're not in Holland, Alvin Alvin: Oh! And the chime of Big Ben Can be heard around the town Where the guards stand So straight at the palace And the fog is as thick as it gets Dave: We're not in England Alvin: I knew that And the leaning tower Even though it is bent Dave: Not Italy Alvin: There is nothing as great as Spain Dave: Nope Alvin: Or dancing at Oktoberfest Dave: Try again Alvin: My heart soars in Amsterdam Dave: Uh uh Alvin: And skiing in San Moritz Dave: Wrong Alvin: As we ride through the desert on camels The sun beating upon our face Dave: Camels? Do you see any camels, Alvin?!