A few years ago I posted some Sound of Music tune lyrics adapted to Airbnb. Here’s a seasonal favorite. This is the 2019 version but not much has changed.
Sweet jams and honey I kindly had opened,
The guest would be grateful I surely was hoping
Expired store cakes tied up with strings
These are a few of my least favorite things
There’s no hot water with the valves on the showers,
I tried to fix it, done all in my powers,
Yet late in the night again my phone still rings,
These are a few of my least favorite things.
Turn down the AC to use all the blankets,
This is as annoying as an airbnb stay gets,
Guests who review me and my stars get dings
These are a few of my least favorite things.
Airbnb glitches, my neighbors are snitches,
The guest count is too high, and they are all bitches,
My guests are people, not queens and kings,
These are a few of my least favorite things.
Airbnb execs won’t do what hosts ask for,
I want to quit it, I feel like a cheap whore,
But for all the money that it surely brings,
These are a few of my least favorite things.
When the app bites, when the stars sting,
When I’m feeling sad
I simply remember my forum friends’ posts
And then I don’t feel so bad.
