LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeOn The Beach
(Wood, Lane)I don't care who is watchingDon't mind what the surfing heads might sayAnd though I may not be no Charlie AtlasGonna take my shirt off anywayNow skin and bones sits easy on the high tideAnd I'm not one for castles in the sandI've seen a girl I once knew from the East SideI think I spy a bottle in her handI think I spy a bottle in her handI don't need to know your birthday'Cause what you tell her I don't claim to beThere's a place I know of called the Tick TockWon't you come and take a walk with meWon't you come and take a walk with meDidn't take too much hard work to get herMelted like a chocolate in my armsIf ... had ever seen it betterIt never did the scenery no harmNever did the scenery no harm.
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