“sea and sand”
here by the sea and sand
nothing ever goes as planned,
i just couldn’t face going home
it was just a drag on my own.
they finally threw me out
my mother got drunk on stout,
my dad couldn’t stand on two feet,
as he lectured about morality.
now i guess the families complete,
with me hanging round on the street
or here on the beach.
the girl i love
is a perfect dresser,
wears every fashion
gets it to the tee.
i got to match her
she knows just how
she wants her man to be
leave it to me.
my jacket’s gonna be cut slim and checked
maybe a touch of seersucker with an open neck
i ride a g.s. scooter with my hair cut neat
i wear my wartime coat in the wind and sleet.
i see her dancing
across the ballroom
uv light making starshine
of her smile.
i am the face,
she has to know me,
i’m dressed up better than anyone
within a mile.
so how come the other tickets look much better?
without a penny to spend they dress to the letter.
how come the girls come on oh so cool
yet when you meet ’em, every one’s a fool?
come sleep on the beach
keep within my reach
i just want to die with you near
i’m feeling so high with you here.
i’m wet and i’m cold
but thank god i ain’t old
i should have split home at fifteen
why didn’t i ever say what i mean?
there’s a story that the gr-ss is so green,
what did i see?
where have i been?
nothing is planned, by the sea and the sand