Under The Boardwalk - Resnick-Young
When the
sun beats down, and melts the tar upon the roof
And your shoes get so hot,
you wish your tired feet were fire-proof
Under the boardwalk, down
by the sea
On a blanket with my baby,
that`s where I`ll be
From the park you`ll hear
the happy sounds of a carousel
You can almost taste those
hot dogs and french fries they sell
Under the boardwalk, down
by the sea
On a blanket with my baby,
that`s where I'll be
Under the boardwalk, out of
the sun
Under the boardwalk, we`ll
be having some fun
Under the boardwalk, people
walking above
Under the boardwalk, we`ll
be falling in love
Under the board-walk, board-walk
Under the boardwalk, down by
the sea
On a blanket with my baby,
that`s where I'll be
Under the boardwalk, down by
the sea
On a blanket with my baby,
that`s where I'll be
Under the boardwalk, out of
the sun
Under the boardwalk, we`ll
be having some fun
Under the boardwalk, people
walking above
Under the boardwalk, we`ll
be falling in love
Under the board-walk, board-walk