On the Beach

I don't care who's watching

Don't mind what the surfing heads might say

Although I may not be no Charlie Atlas

I'm gonna take my shirt off anyway

Now skin and bones sinks easy on the high tide

And I'm not one for castles in the sand

I've seen a girl I once knew from the East Side

I think I spy a bottle in her hand

I think I spy a bottle in her hand

I don't need to know your birthday

A fortuneteller I don't claim to be

There's a place I know of called the Tip Top

Won't you come and take a walk with me?

Won't you come and take a walk with me?

Didn't take too much hard work to get her

Melted like a chocolate in my arms

If I thought we'd ever seen it better

It never did the scenery no harm

It never did the scenery no harm

Never did the scenery no harm