Sand or sea, beach or water,
do you really think we oughta
bend or kneel, stand or lie,
shock the gulls as they fly by.
now you've squashed the tanning lotion,
maybe best to try the ocean.
rolling in the rippling tide,
all the options we've now tried!
Oh no we haven't, trust me here
washing off sand, with my last beer
the stickiness, of tide and shore
makes it hard to go for more
fingers, hands, a sandy mess
tongue to lips, is probably, best
But why oh why waste the beer
when the ocean is so near
and when we're both clean once more
we'll start again upon the shore.
and should sharp grains make you howl
we'll have to get a bigger towel. ;)
Suntan lotion, we'll apply
and have some fun
oh me, oh my
slipping, sliding, towel on sand
as in the sea, so now, on land
Aug 25, 2017
Aug 25, 2017 at 1:53 PM UTC
Sand or sea, beach or water,
do you really think we oughta
bend or kneel, stand or lie,
shock the gulls as they fly by.
now you've squashed the tanning lotion,
maybe best to try the ocean.
rolling in the rippling tide,
all the options we've now tried!
Oh no we haven't, trust me here
washing off sand, with my last beer
the stickiness, of tide and shore
makes it hard to go for more
fingers, hands, a sandy mess
tongue to lips, is probably, best
But why oh why waste the beer
when the ocean is so near
and when we're both clean once more
we'll start again upon the shore.
and should sharp grains make you howl
we'll have to get a bigger towel. ;)
Suntan lotion, we'll apply
and have some fun
oh me, oh my
slipping, sliding, towel on sand
as in the sea, so now, on land
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