DoReDos seem to have been sent to the contest under strict orders to do what Sunstroke Project (inexplicably) did last year. Spoiler alert: they won’t.
This is easily one of the worst songs I’ve ever heard. And I’m not just talking Eurovision. It could have been written by a machine.
I’m transported to unwise decisions when offered free shots of something cloudy in a Greek beach bar followed by a bout of the flying Cossacks.
The lyric itself is laughably bad. With talk of number one and then – more worryingly – number two. this is possibly the first scatalogical love song to grace the Eurovision stage.
Did I mention I’m not keen?